Capturing the Young Doctor's Heart: Mr. Big Shot Won't Let Me Go-Chapter 50: Want to Feel You Too

It’s uncertain when he’ll finish handling his affairs.

"If it takes too long, I can go back alone..."

"Not long, at most a week." Finn Prescott spoke vaguely, clearly considering himself the decision-maker.

"A week isn’t long?"

Seeing him silent, her gaze shifted elsewhere.

Claire Prescott spoke up at that moment, "At most three days. If you haven’t sorted out your affairs in three days, I’ll go back by myself."

However, Finn helplessly glanced at her, took out his phone, and dialed a call to the assistant.

"Tell him what day you want the tickets for."

Claire took his phone, suddenly feeling a sense of being disciplined by him. Seeing the notes on the screen, her voice gradually stabilized and calmed down, "Assistant Ashworth, Finn wants you to book two tickets for tomorrow to return to Kystral."

Assistant Ashworth respectfully replied, "Miss, Young President Prescott has plans for tomorrow."

"Then the day after tomorrow?"

"The day after tomorrow Young President Prescott has a dinner to attend."

Claire continued to ask, "Can it be canceled?"

"That depends on Young President Prescott’s decision, Miss. This week Young President Prescott’s schedule is quite full."

Claire was left with nothing to say.

But she didn’t want to make a fuss, after all, her father had calmly allowed her to return to Kystral, which was already difficult enough, so patience seemed wise.

...

In the morning, Finn and Jericho Prescott left the villa, leaving her home alone.

Claire spent the entire day at home reading medical books.

Around nine o’clock in the evening, Keane Lowell suddenly called.

On the other end, he gently called her Claire. The conversation lasted a mere two minutes and ended hastily.

Keane wanted to come over to see her.

For the next half hour, she couldn’t calm down to read, so she went downstairs and stepped out, standing at the door waiting for him.

The night enveloped, indigo clouds slowly veiling the bright moon, leaving a faint light.

After a long time, a car’s headlights flashed.

As the distance shortened, Claire recognized Keane’s car, and her heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

The car stopped by the roadside, Keane stepped out.

This time, Claire wasn’t as excited as usual.

The street lamp cast a tranquil and hazy light on her, like a white hibiscus blooming in the night, carrying a pure and elegant aura with a touch of ethereal charm.

Keane closed the car door and walked over, enfolding her slender body in his arms, kissing her lightly on the cheek, as if afraid of startling her.

Claire couldn’t help but recall yesterday when Keane stopped halfway to kiss her, and when he brought her back, he paused not far from home to enjoy the moment.

Perhaps now, knowing her family wasn’t home, he dared to park right at her doorstep, actually, he didn’t want her family to see anything between them, would he?

"What are you thinking?" a deep voice sounded.

Claire looked up at him.

The same noble face, those deep and charming eyes, amidst the dignity there was a trace of warmth, yet it seemed she never truly understood him.

She tentatively asked, "You’re leaving for Kystral tomorrow, will you miss me when you’re back?"

"No." As soon as the words came out, Keane saw her expression fall, stubbornly gazing at him.

He chuckled softly, his voice gently enticing, "How could I not."

Keane slightly lifted her chin and kissed her lips.

A gentle kiss, her heart couldn’t help but tremble.

Amidst the lingering passion, her mind couldn’t help but think of the ties between their families, always felt like there was a transparent barrier between them, that barrier originating from her heart, blocking most of his affection.

She knew it was wrong.

So, she quickly embraced his waist, stood on tiptoe, and deepened the kiss.

Without any skill, she nibbled haphazardly, appearing clumsy in front of him.

Keane’s eyes deepened, his hold suddenly tightened, taking the lead.

Rare to see her enthusiasm, that raw fervor was most captivating, making one want to keep her by their side forever, never let her go.

For a moment, he even wanted to bind her, take her to Kystral.

But ultimately, he let her go.

Afraid of scaring her away.

The little girl’s lips were swollen from his kisses again, still so easily provoked, one kiss could turn her face red.

His thumb brushed over the gloss on her lips, speaking softly, "Want to tie you back."

Claire’s long lashes trembled lightly, because she saw the genuine intensity of emotion in his eyes.

"I..." Her voice choked a bit, she spoke in a negotiating tone, "Wait for me, okay?"

Keane fell silent, seeing she had made a choice, he ultimately didn’t insist, "As you wish."

He had said these words many times.

Hearing them each time, her heart would settle down.

Claire smiled slightly, "I’ll miss you too."

Her delicate voice seemed to be infused with honey, sliding into his ears, Keane couldn’t help but embrace her again, filling the void within with her warmth and presence.

Holding her close, he didn’t want to let go.

Even after they said goodbye, Claire hadn’t told him exactly when she would return to Kystral, while Keane was leaving early the next morning.

So, from the moment she watched him leave, she already started silently counting down the days until their reunion.

Back to the bedroom.

Recalling her passionate action just now, she dove under the covers, then made a 180-degree turn and gazed at the light veil ceiling.

Her lips seemed branded with his warmth and taste, unable to dissipate, constantly stirring her mind.

When her heart gradually calmed down.

She realized the surroundings were so silent she couldn’t hear a sound.

The house was only hers.

After freshening up.

She picked up the phone and dialed Keane’s number.

Once connected, she heard a light sound of water on the other end, a deep magnetic male voice, "What’s up?"

Claire asked him, "Have you arrived at the hotel?"

He hummed in response.

Claire said, "Can you provide sleeping companionship?"

After the words fell, there was two seconds of silence, she faintly heard his low chuckle, "How would you like me to accompany?"

"We can stay on the call, it’s just me at home, and I’m a bit scared."

"Come sleep here with me."

"I better not, you have an early flight tomorrow, just knowing we’re connected is enough for me. If you find me noisy, I can silence my side."

"No need to mute it, I also want to feel you."

The words sounded and made her heart itch, then she heard the faint sound of water from the other end.

"What... are you doing?" Claire couldn’t help but ask.

"Taking a bath."

The moment he said it, her mind instantly pictured the scene, her blood surging to her head, her face subtly flushing.

"Next time... next time you’re showering, you don’t have to answer my call."

"Didn’t want to miss your initiative." His deep magnetic voice was particularly enticing in the dark night.