Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 321: Hearts Aflutter

After the two finished chatting, two hours had passed, and it was noon when the nurse came to change Moira Young’s dressing.

As the only gentleman, Aiden Webb had no choice but to go out for a walk.

Leaving the hospital, Aiden held a few strands of fine black hair in his hand, an almost imperceptible excitement in his cold eyes.

Whether or not they are siblings, it won’t be long before there’s a result.

Moira Young removed the bandage and applied new ointment, her wounds had completely healed, and some shallow ones had even started scabbing and were slowly peeling off.

"Miss Young is recovering well," the nurse said with a smile.

Joe nodded in agreement, "Yes, Moira has recovered nicely, at this rate she should be discharged soon, right?"

"I hope so, I’ve had enough of this hospital," Moira Young said with a smile.

Time flowed away like water, slipping by quickly, and in a flash, another month had passed.

Sunday.

It was the day Moira Young was discharged from the hospital.

After more than two months of treatment, her injuries had completely healed, though faint pink scars remained, they did not affect her beauty.

On the day of discharge, nearly all acquaintances gathered around Moira Young, bouquets filled the ward, celebrating her recovery.

Carter Porter and Mimi wanted to invite Moira Young for a meal, but unfortunately, Julian Sinclair, who was like a big Buddha, stood there, making it difficult for them to suggest anything.

In the end, Moira Young followed Julian Sinclair back to the Sinclair residence, and of course, the dinner celebrating her discharge was spent with him.

She would naturally be delighted to have a world for just the two of them.

A romantic candlelight dinner, melodious piano tunes, and fragrant roses.

Moira Young looked at the romantic and cozy setting, her lips curled up, feeling extremely happy.

The French foie gras in front of her exuded a sweet aroma, while the wine in the glass, bright red like blood, shimmered under the candlelight.

Julian Sinclair gently cut two pieces of foie gras and placed them on Moira Young’s plate, looking at her with doting eyes, "Moira, try this."

Moira Young obediently put the foie gras into her mouth, the melting sensation felt like savoring a rich dessert.

After a bit of black pepper sauce, the flavor was elevated again.

"Delicious!" Moira Young showed a satisfied expression.

"If you like it, eat more. There’s also the spicy crawfish you’ve been longing for."

Moira Young looked at the massive Boston lobster on the table, and slowly said, "Uncle, are you sure this is a crawfish?"

"Let’s just pretend it is," Julian Sinclair’s gentleness overflowed from his eyes.

Unable to refute, Moira Young could only continue eating. As she enjoyed her meal, a beautifully wrapped gift box was placed before her.

She paused her eating, a little expectant, "Uncle, what is this?"

"A discharge gift," Julian Sinclair cut a piece of lobster meat and placed it on Moira Young’s plate, his lips upturned, "Open it to see if you like it."

What could it be?

With anticipation, Moira Young opened the gift box, revealing a beautiful hairband to her eyes.

"Thank you, Uncle, I love it."

Although it’s just a small hairband, a creation by Julian Sinclair is certainly no ordinary piece.

"As long as you like it," Julian Sinclair’s handsome face broke into a smile, happy that Moira Young liked his gift.

Butler Liu stood by the side, couldn’t help but interject, "Miss, this hairband was personally designed and handcrafted by the young master."

"Hmm?" Moira Young opened her mouth wide in surprise and then sought confirmation from Julian Sinclair, "Is this true?"

Julian Sinclair shot a faint glance at Butler Liu, then nodded slightly, "It was just a small matter."

"So, it turns out that the times you suddenly said you were busy were because of this hairband?" If that’s the case, Moira Young finally understood why Julian Sinclair was secretive about answering phone calls for a while.

Previously, she wondered if he encountered some tough problem he didn’t want her to know, but it turned out to be because of this.

Moira Young felt a slight pang in her nose, a warm stream flowing through her heart.

Feeling truly loved is an indescribably wonderful sensation.

"Thank you, Uncle," Moira Young whispered.

"Moira, I said you deserve the best," Julian Sinclair gazed at Moira Young with eyes full of tender affection, the profound love in his eyes making Moira even more moved.

Unable to hold back, tears fell from her eyes as she dashed into Julian Sinclair’s arms.

"Uncle."

"Silly girl."

Unbeknownst to them, it was already late at night, and after taking her medication, sleepiness overcame Moira Young as she fell asleep in Julian Sinclair’s arms.

The next day.

Having been discharged, Moira Young prepared to catch up on the backlog of work.

Before resuming filming, Moira Young planned to visit the office, drop by to see Lee, and confirm her work schedule upon returning.

Julian Sinclair had been incredibly busy lately, but no matter how much Moira probed, he consistently avoided mentioning work issues.

Moira Young had no choice but to sigh and walked out the door.

AE Company.

As soon as Moira Young got out of the car, she was stopped at the company’s entrance.

These people were company artists, some she recognized, others she did not.

"Moira, you’re finally discharged, we’ve all missed you."

"Yeah, yeah, is your health alright? Are you fully recovered?"

"Moira, are you coming back to work?"

The enthusiastic greeting left Moira Young a bit breathless, she wasn’t accustomed to such scenes. The people with fake smiles in front of her, in reality, probably none truly cared about her.

As a result, she stepped out of the car with a cool face, showing no response.

But everyone seemed to like her usual quiet disposition, not minding, still surrounding her with concern.

Knowing Moira Young’s struggle with dealing with unfamiliar outsiders, Joe quickly stepped in to smooth things over, "Thank you for your concern, Moira is in good health now and can start working from today."

"Will Moira be continuing to film or taking on other assignments?"

"Regarding assignments, Moira isn’t considering them for now, she intends to finish filming before considering anything else." As Moira Young’s assistant, Joe was becoming increasingly adept at handling such situations.

Finally getting rid of the cluster of artists trying to cling to Moira Young, she smoothly entered the company.

After finally meeting with Lee and agreeing on the next work arrangements, Moira Young gathered some materials and prepared to head home.

Just out of the office building, she collided directly with someone coming towards her.

Moira Young gasped, almost falling, but was steadied by Joe before she could hit the ground.

Unfortunately, the person in front of her wasn’t as lucky, directly falling onto their backside.

The sound of pain reached her, and Moira Young frowned with concern, she reached out a helping hand, "Are you okay?"

"I’m fine, thanks for your concern," the girl on the ground looked up, a gentle and beautiful face came into Moira Young’s view.

She softly said, "Annie?"

"Moira?" Annie was momentarily dazed, before taking Moira Young’s small hand.