Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 197: Hold Tight

On the other side, the program crew didn’t understand what was happening on the other side of the helicopter.

"I just...think I saw Moira Young running...running into that forest..." Crystal was truly frightened, she could hardly speak clearly.

"It looked like a man was chasing after her too, could we have been seeing things?"

The director was also scared, cold sweat seeping from his forehead. If anything happened to Moira Young, he would be doomed.

"Go find them quickly!" the director ordered.

"Director! A major storm is about to hit, we should hurry to move on! We saw that the helicopter was here to pick up Moira Young, which means she’ll be okay."

"That’s right Director, let’s move quickly, the equipment is really expensive!"

No one agreed to chase into the forest to find Moira Young.

The director was entangled with no choice but to move on, hoping that the helicopter would safely take Moira Young back.

The pilot called Steward Liu multiple times, but the signal was too weak to connect.

The pilot got off the helicopter anxiously and shouted, "Julian—!"

But there was no response.

As the clouds in the sky gradually began to cover over, the pilot returned to the helicopter, grabbed emergency supplies, then entered the forest with the co-pilot.

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"Moira—!" Julian Sinclair didn’t understand why Moira Young ran as soon as she saw him. They had met a few times before, and this never happened; what on earth was going on this time!

"Don’t follow me!" Originally, Moira Young’s eyes were only red-rimmed, but this shout made her burst into tears.

Another thunderclap roared in the sky! Huge raindrops immediately started crashing onto Moira Young’s face! Before long, it was raining so heavily that she couldn’t see the path ahead.

Moira Young thought of Julian Sinclair’s wedding day, thought of the day they argued at the police station entrance, and remembered how heartbreakingly painful it was.

The more she ran, the more she wanted to cry, the more wronged she felt.

When he abandoned her, he could have just left it at that, so why bring her back home!

Why possess her body! And why marry another woman behind her back after possessing her body!

Moira Young didn’t understand why any of this was happening!

"Stop chasing me! Go away—" Moira Young turned around wanting to shout at Julian Sinclair, but her foot slipped and she fell!

However, the spot where Moira Young fell was a big pit, but the rain was so heavy and she was constantly tearing up that she didn’t see it at all! 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

At the very moment she fell, Julian Sinclair anxiously grabbed her hand at the last second!

"Hold on!"

Moira Young gasped, just about to reach out to Julian Sinclair, but was still a step too late!

Julian Sinclair rushed forward without hesitation, holding Moira Young tightly! Both of them fell heavily together!

Julian Sinclair’s hand protected Moira Young’s head while his arms shielded her waist, so Moira Young wasn’t hurt.

However, Julian Sinclair experienced severe head pain due to the violent impact.

Moira Young haphazardly wiped her tears and raindrops from her face, bewilderedly looking at Julian Sinclair who had an expression of agony.

She was genuinely scared, her voice trembling, "Uncle...Uncle, are you okay!"

"Don’t scare me, Julian Sinclair!" Moira Young cried, holding him, "Uncle!"

Because the pit was quite deep, for now, they couldn’t climb out, but fortunately, there was a covered area on the edge, letting in little rain.

Moira Young, still sobbing, helped Julian Sinclair over to sit in that spot.

Julian Sinclair was in too much pain to speak; he tried to stay calm, continuously pressing on the spot above his temple.

Moira Young didn’t understand why Julian Sinclair was doing this, but she knew for sure that his head was hurting a lot.

Moira Young leaned against the muddy wall, feeling wet and cold, very uncomfortable. Julian Sinclair must be feeling even worse leaning against the mud wall.

To make Julian Sinclair feel a bit better, Moira Young let him lie in her arms, then reached out and started pressing on his temple.

Moira Young had never known that Julian Sinclair had issues with headaches, "Does this feel better?"

With Moira Young pressing on his temple, Julian Sinclair freed a hand and suddenly hugged Moira Young’s waist.

Moira Young’s body tensed for a moment, "Is your head still hurting?"

"Why did you run?" Julian Sinclair looked much better.

Moira Young wanted to break free from his arm, but Julian Sinclair held too tightly, "Let me go."

Just as Moira Young finished saying that, there was another loud crash in the sky!

She jolted with fright, instinctively holding on to Julian Sinclair, her whole body trembling.

Julian Sinclair frowned; he hadn’t expected Moira Young to be so afraid of thunder.

He sat up from Moira Young’s arms, then pulled her into his embrace, holding her tightly.

Moira Young felt Julian Sinclair’s icy scent, yet in this cold place, it brought a slight warmth, she didn’t resist.

Gradually, where Moira Young and Julian Sinclair touched, there came a strange feeling, very warm... very peculiar...

Both were soaked, so the feeling of their skin touching was quite apparent.

Even though she felt the warmth of skin contact, Moira Young still shivered in Julian Sinclair’s arms.

Julian Sinclair looked at the trembling girl in his arms, and inexplicably felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

"Moira."

"Hmm?" Moira Young instinctively raised her head.

"Mmm—"

Julian Sinclair kissed her without hesitation.

Moira Young was taken aback, struggling briefly, but soon realized that no amount of movement was effective.

Her cheeks began to burn, a tingling sensation spread from her brain, making her unable to move from head to toe.

"Why did you run?" After a long while, Julian Sinclair reluctantly let her go.

Moira Young’s big, watery eyes seemed to capture souls, and in the next second, they looked like they were about to cry.

"I don’t want to see you..." Sure enough, as soon as she spoke, she cried.

"Why?"

Hearing Julian Sinclair ask why, Moira Young cried even harder; she instinctively pushed him, crying out, "Why are you asking me why! You don’t know why yet!"

Julian Sinclair clasped her hand with heartache, looking at her seriously, his voice a bit hoarse, "I’ve lost my memory."

Moira Young was stunned, then pulled her hand out of his: "You’re a big liar! I’ll never trust you again in this lifetime!"

Moira Young was truly angry, "I always thought no matter how bad you were, you would dare to do and dare to admit, but now you’re pretending to forget!"

"Do you think I can forgive you this way? I’m telling you Julian Sinclair, impossible!"

Julian Sinclair’s serious eyes felt like a needle piercing deep into Moira Young’s heart.

The more Julian Sinclair didn’t argue, the more panic Moira Young felt.