Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 217: Forgiveness

Julian Sinclair suddenly realized that his past self had calculated everything, otherwise he wouldn’t have said such things.

He said tenderly, "Then if I tell you now, no matter what, you should trust me, what would you do?"

"Julian Sinclair, can you really say such words?" Moira Young couldn’t understand why he had the nerve to say such things.

But with a change of thought, she smiled helplessly with a touch of sarcasm, "I almost forgot, you have amnesia."

"You don’t remember anything from before, so of course you can say whatever you want."

Julian reached out to wipe away the tears on Moira’s cheek; Moira tried to dodge, but couldn’t escape.

"I will make you believe," he said, feeling the softness of Moira’s cheek through his hand, a movement involuntary in his throat.

The warmth of Julian’s palm, like a feather, tickled Moira’s heart and body, causing goosebumps all over her body, a strange nervousness.

Moira’s tear-fogged eyes were uneasy as she looked at the man before her, as cold as an iceberg yet as warm as running water, as if seeing him before everything had happened, back when he was her everything.

"Moira, even if I remember nothing now, I am still willing to use all the time ahead to make up for the past. I don’t know what place you held in my heart before, but from now on, no one can surpass you."

Julian gathered a lot of courage to say it, feeling that missing this girl in the past was his loss, and now, he absolutely cannot miss it again.

Julian’s serious expression made Moira’s heart tremble, almost forgetting to breathe at that moment.

He slowly leaned down, lowered his head, and gently kissed Moira’s lips.

Moira instinctively leaned back but was tightly blocked by Julian’s big hand; his hand was placed at the back of her head, giving her no chance to evade.

The warmth of Julian’s lips, like an electric current, passed onto Moira’s heart, causing her to tremble involuntarily, tightly closing her eyes.

She no longer wanted to resist.

Tears, like a fountain with an opened valve, brushed against Julian’s face as they touched.

Unable to control himself, he increased the force, his other hand tightly hugging her waist.

Moira’s tears were not because he kissed her, but because she thought herself so useless, so lacking in resolve.

It’s laughable how Julian’s few sentences could dissolve all the resentment and dissatisfaction in her heart...

The mindset she held with such restraint finally burst; even if there might still be a cliff ahead, she did not want to rein in the horse.

Isn’t life a mix of bitterness and sweetness, with a majority of bitterness, who cares.

At least at this moment, Moira had come to an understanding.

"Mm..."

"You two... uh... I’ll just come down for a glass of water..." Adrian Grant’s eyes were intentionally fixed on the two of them, pretending as if he was just passing by casually.

Moira’s face instantly turned red with embarrassment, wanting to hide away, but unexpectedly, Julian held her even tighter!

She unconsciously let out a muffled hum, surprising even herself with the sound!

"My gosh, you two are terrifying!" Adrian shivered, his expression full of amusement at the situation.

Julian didn’t even lift his head, throwing a cushion angrily over.

Adrian dodged, "Fine, even with me standing here, it doesn’t stop you two. Tough, tougher than me."

He picked up the cushion and put it aside, "I’ll go back to sleep alone; you two continue, continue."

After speaking, he lingered wistfully, turning back every few steps, finally disappearing at the end of the stairs.

Moira’s cheeks were red; why did it have to be Adrian who saw all this! The most important thing was that Julian hadn’t let her go the whole time!

She pushed his chest in slight annoyance, and only then did Julian reluctantly let her go.

"You shouldn’t... This is the living room..." Moira didn’t dare meet his eyes, breath unsteady, constantly panting.

Julian’s eyes overflowed with warmth, "So what if it’s the living room?"

"The living room—" Moira had just said two words.

"Miss, the bird’s nest is ready." Mrs. Miller’s voice came from a distance, along with gradually approaching footsteps.

Moira panicked, immediately sliding down, and seeing this, Julian picked her up.

"Bring it to the room." Julian said to Mrs. Miller, then carried Moira to the room.

Mrs. Miller left the bird’s nest and departed, and the room was locked by Julian.

"You... why did you lock the door..." Moira swallowed nervously, wasn’t this asking the obvious...

Clearly, Julian wanted to be alone with her, and she foolishly asked...

"Don’t want to be disturbed." Julian sat by the bed, holding the bird’s nest.

Though in the past, Julian often fed her like this, spoiling her, given her current distance from him, she still felt very constrained and awkward.

"I’ll eat on my own." Moira wanted to take the small bowl of bird’s nest.

"I’ll feed you." Julian’s tone allowed no refusal.

"I keep thinking this scene is very familiar; did I often feed you like this before?" Every familiar scene seemed linked to Moira, and only with her could he find traces of the past.

"Ah? No... no!" Moira panicked, unwilling to admit it!

Julian caught her little gestures.

At this moment, Moira’s phone rang; she picked it up and saw it was Lee calling.

Moira sneaked a glance at Julian, hesitating whether to answer.

Julian fed her a spoonful of bird’s nest, face indifferent.

Moira eventually picked up.

"Hey, Moira, why was your phone out of service? I could only reach you after adding credit." Lee seemed anxious on the other end.

"I’m not sure, haven’t looked at my phone." Moira expressed her ignorance on the matter.

"Never mind that, you need to come to the company today, last night’s results announced you as first place. Now your fame is exceeding expectations." Lee said.

Moira thought, why didn’t he mention last night’s interview? Crystal had said it in front of everyone, so did the news not spread at all?