Capturing the Young Doctor's Heart: Mr. Big Shot Won't Let Me Go Chapter 55: Returning to the Capital

During the five days apart between Kystral and Valoria, Claire Prescott called him every night.

Sotis they didn’t say anything at all, just left their phones aside. She studied dical books, while Keane Lowell worked on his tasks, each busy with their own things, not disturbing each other.

The night before returning to Kystral, Claire held back her excitent, debating whether to tell him she was returning the next day or to give him a surprise.

After so indecision, she decisively chose the latter.

The next day.

The Prescott family found so free ti, and the whole family sat neatly around a table for a al, then packed up to send her off to Kystral.

The two elderly family mbers were sowhat reluctant, pulling the siblings to the sofa for a private talk.

"We have property in Kystral too, and your brother also has business there. Why don’t you two siblings stay at The Empyrean Court and look after each other, instead of squeezing in with your grandparents?"

The Empyrean Court was a place her grandparents bought for her when she was little and taken to Kystral by her grandfather.

At that ti, she was young, and her grandparents wouldn’t stay there, so she lived with them at Sinclair Apothecary until now.

As she grew up, she had the keys but never went there.

Because she didn’t dare to live alone, and she was lazy, especially not wanting to commute, she never considered living there.

Now, if she had to live with Finn Prescott, she was even more reluctant.

"Grandma, I’ll just stay with my grandpa and grandma, it’s more convenient for work."

The old lady didn’t force her, "You can live wherever you want, I’m just worried you might suffer over there."

"I won’t, Grandpa and Grandma take great care of ."

The old lady handed her a card, but Claire pushed it back, "Grandma, I don’t lack this. I haven’t even used up the card you gave last ti."

Grandfather frowned and said, "Just take it. There’s no need to be so distant with family. Your grandfather would give you a hundred bucks as pocket money and you’d be overjoyed, but with us, you won’t even accept it."

It was both a lesson and filled with jealousy, suggesting she was not as close to them.

Claire reluctantly accepted it.

The money they gave in the past was all put into her piggy bank, not a penny spent. Truthfully, she preferred spending her own money.

Grandfather reminded, "No matter how busy you are, call ho often to check in, you hear ?"

"Got it." Claire hugged the old lady, assuring her, "Grandma, I’ll miss you all."

The old lady smiled with satisfaction, holding her in her arms, saying it was ti to leave, yet unwilling to let go.

Then she turned to Finn, "When you reach Kystral, visit your sister whenever you have ti."

"Don’t worry, Grandma, I’ll take good care of her."

"I’m already grown up, you don’t need to worry about . But you all, and..." Claire glanced timidly at Jericho Prescott, "Dad, take care of your health, don’t stay up late, and exercise more."

ntioning her father made her sowhat uneasy, but she forced herself to finish.

Jericho nodded, his stern face softening a bit.

Afterwards, they finished moving her luggage and parted at the gate.

Claire felt a strange sense of loss blocking her chest, making it hard to breathe. She had never felt this way before when leaving the Prescott family.

As if sothing was quietly changing in her heart.

...

Around four in the afternoon, she arrived at the side gate of Sinclair Apothecary.

When Finn and his assistant got out to carry the luggage, they saw the young girl dash off quickly.

The two n hadn’t even stepped inside when they heard cheers coming from the courtyard.

The grandchildren embraced excitedly, and when Finn dragged the luggage inside, he saw the beautiful parrot she once ntioned in her stories.

At this mont, it was perched on a stone table, calling out "Claire, Claire" incessantly, the reunification atmosphere exceedingly intense.

At this mont, he truly sensed his sister’s happiness and freedom.

Perhaps this was the reason she preferred staying in Kystral.

Septima Sterling released her granddaughter and warmly brought out fruits and snacks to entertain the guests.

Claire asked, "Grandma, is Grandpa still consulting at Sinclair Apothecary?"

"Yes."

"I’ll go check on him." With that, Claire ran to Sinclair Apothecary, to the old doctor’s consulting room.

At that ti, there were patients in the consulting room, and she hid behind the door, discreetly greeting him.

The old doctor looked at her deeply when he noticed her, his eyes full of "troublemaker," yet he was indeed pleased, though he didn’t want to express it.

Claire gestured that she would leave and didn’t disturb him further, quietly slipping back to the backyard.

Returning to Kystral, she felt at ease, the air filled with a familiar sense of comfort.

Seeing her vibrant and spirited, her eyes brimming with liveliness, Finn smiled, sipped his tea, and didn’t say much, making an excuse to leave.

Septima quickly pulled her granddaughter along to see him off, asking a few questions before learning Finn would be staying in Kystral for a while.

The return date was uncertain; at least a year or two.

However, for so reason, Finn seed happier staying here.

After seeing him off, Claire lay on the rocking chair, with the parrot Little Seven hopping onto her shoulder, snuggling against her neck, chatting with Septima.

Ti flew by, and unbeknownst to her, night fell.

Claire suddenly ran to the kitchen and told the busy Septima, "Grandma, don’t make my dinner, I’m going out."

"Where to this late?"

"A friend invited out."

Septima advised, "Don’t eat anything unsanitary."

"Alright, I know." Speaking, she grabbed her phone and went out.

When the old doctor ca back from work, with hands behind his back, he wandered in the room, even going upstairs for a stroll, not finding a trace of his granddaughter.

Finally, he returned to the kitchen and couldn’t help but ask, "Where has that girl gone?"

Septima replied, "She went out to et her friend."

Elder Sinclair’s face turned somber, radiating endless helplessness.

Under the gray skies, Claire sent a ssage to Keane Lowell: [Where are you? Have you had dinner?]

Soon after, a ssage ca back: [I have an engagent]

Seeing him act slightly out of character, Claire pondered for a mont, thinking of how to find his current location.

After a while, she sent two more ssages.

[Not secretly chatting with young models, are you?]

[Show your location]

After sending, she regretted it, feeling it was a bit random. Before he saw the ssage, she quickly retracted the one about young models, and at the sa ti, he obediently sent a location.

At The Misty Rain Restaurant.

He should be dining with soone there.

Claire calculated the distance silently, thinking that if she left now, she could make it in ti.

After stepping out of the alley, she hurriedly hailed a taxi to The Misty Rain Restaurant, her heart beating faster the closer she got.