Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 293 - 207: If You Love Me, Then You Won’t Feel Wronged
Maeve Lane never expected that Rosalyn Jennings, also born in a prestigious family, would accept it so quickly.
"Nonsense." Rosalyn gave her a glance and said slowly, "Others may not know the hardships my baby has gone through, but I do."
"A few years ago, after Anson Lane divorced me, I was living in turmoil, drowning in debt. After my parents passed away, my family treated me like an outsider, afraid of getting involved.
You, a young girl in her teens, raised in luxury, suddenly had the sky fall overnight. You had to pay off debts for your mom and also take care of her illness. Sylvia had Anson Lane by her side, but you were all alone.
Just thinking about it makes my heart ache. It would have been better to die then, so I wouldn’t burden you, but I just lingered on half-dead.
Knowing you made it on your own, I can’t express how glad I am.
It’s your mom who’s old and useless now..."
"Don’t say that." Maeve’s nose tingled, and years of suppressed emotion reached its limit in an instant, "Don’t say that."
Rosalyn hugged her, gently patting Maeve’s shoulder.
Maeve wiped away the tears from her eyes.
For the second time, she felt heaven had not been cruel to her.
...
As soon as Maeve stepped out, she was pulled into a passionate embrace.
The man’s body temperature was almost scorching, "What did she say?"
Julian Fairchild’s voice was urgent, carrying an indescribable hoarseness.
He must have known something, which is why he showed such a complicated expression after she went in.
Seeing Maeve silent, Julian’s anxiety grew rapidly, and there was a moment of blankness.
Until a pair of cold hands, which made him feel indescribably warm, cupped his chin.
Maeve’s eyes were slightly red, but the smile on her lips was unmistakable—
"What are you afraid of?"
Julian’s eyes were dark, not saying a word, and stared at her steadily as if trying to etch her image deep into his heart.
The soft touch pressed against his lips.
With her eyes closed, the girl murmured against his corner lips, "Don’t be afraid."
"I will love you."
Julian’s heart jolted hard, and he replied hoarsely, "Zoe..."
"Mm." Maeve laughed slightly, her eyes shimmering, "Mom was wrong."
Julian felt her fingers gently brush across his face.
She was not alone.
Perhaps, she never was.
"Cough, cough..."
A coughing sound came from nearby.
Maeve raised her eyebrow, quickly planted another kiss on Julian’s face, and then was pulled by the man’s arm into his embrace, his restraint barely containing the longing as he covered her lips.
The two kissed freely in the corridor.
Felix Forrest felt like his titanium alloy dog eyes were about to be blinded, "Hey, Miles Hughes, are they always like this?"
Miles glanced away silently, "You’ll get used to it."
Only when Julian released her did Maeve, her face bright red, pull out of his arms. Her neck was blushing like a piece of white jade, her lips looking irresistibly tempting. Just looking at her made Julian’s heart skip a beat. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
He wanted to kiss her again.
Maeve blocked his mouth, her lips curving into a smile, "Let’s save it for later, too many people here."
The man coldly glanced at Miles and Felix, and the temperature around him seemed to plummet instantly.
Felix began to sweat, "It’s fine, it’s fine, you guys continue, I’m just looking, not talking."
Maeve: "..."
She was still held by Julian from the side, a slight turn of her head was enough to be completely enveloped in his embrace, "Doctor Forrest, can my mom be discharged from the hospital next month?"
"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, she can be, but she still needs medication. At least two years of uninterrupted medication is required."
When talking about serious matters, Felix appeared somewhat more diligent, "Ms. Jennings’ condition was due to being frightened, unable to accept reality, that’s why she’s like this. Although her recovery hasn’t been great these years, thankfully her condition is stable.
When I examined her, I didn’t find any signs of her condition worsening, so um... how should I address you?"
Maeve replied, "Lane, as in land, and Lane, as in mango."
"Alright, Maeve Lane, you can call me Felix Forrest in the future, I’m Forrest as in forest, Felix as in maple, and Forrest as in words..."
Julian frowned, pulling Maeve tighter, "Talk about the main issue."
Felix said helplessly, "Alright, anyway, if you can spend more time with Ms. Jennings during this period, come often. Her current mental state is stable, but you also need to be careful not to let her come into contact with anyone who might trigger her condition."
He glanced at Julian and said, "I’m talking about you."
Julian’s expression was displeased, yet the intense aura he exuded made it hard for others to breathe.
It was strange, Felix mused.
Aside from initially fearing Julian a little, he found himself feeling inexplicably close to him as time went on.
