Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud Chapter 170 - 167: Julian Is Just as Stubborn as His Big Bro

In the silent room, Maeve Lane and Henry Hughes sat facing each other.

Noise from outside ca in, as complicated as the current state of Henry Hughes’s mind.

"How long has it been?"

The question ca out of nowhere, but Maeve instantly understood what he ant. She habitually tugged at the corner of her mouth and said, "Not long, maybe the stress has been a bit much lately."

The disbelief was written all over Henry Hughes’s face, "That’s impossible. If it was just stress, how could you have..."

How could you lose your composure so much.

Maeve Lane was always organized, never rushed or flustered. If it weren’t for her body being completely out of control, how could she start crying suddenly on the basketball court.

It was the first ti he’d seen Maeve Lane cry, and his heart ached to the point of numbness.

Maeve sat up and leaned against the white wall, her tone calm, "You’re the one asking this question, but when I answer, you don’t believe ."

"The doctor said your illness is caused by a man."

The girl’s eyes, usually without a ripple, suddenly stirred.

Maeve Lane denied it outright, "No."

"What do you have to hide from ?" Henry Hughes looked at her sowhat pale face and had already drawn a conclusion in his heart, "With , you don’t need to put up a facade."

His words were earnest and touching.

Maeve sighed inwardly, a rare look of struggle flashed in her eyes, "What good does it do you to know?"

She didn’t like showing her wounds to others.

"With the state you’re in, how can I not worry?" Henry Hughes said, a bit agitated, "This ti, it’s lucky I was by your side, but what about next ti? Maeve Lane, you need to get proper treatnt!"

Maeve frowned, "Henry Hughes, don’t you think you’re overstepping?"

Henry Hughes stiffened for a mont.

Maeve also realized her words might have been too harsh. She closed her eyes and said, "I can take care of myself."

"The doctor said," Henry Hughes tried hard to control his emotions, "you should be hospitalized for treatnt, continuing like this will only make your condition worse."

"I know my own body."

"If you knew, you wouldn’t be so reckless!"

Their voices grew louder and louder, and a nurse knocked on the door and ca in saying, "Please keep your voices down, there are other patients here who need rest."

Maeve Lane’s head started to ache again.

Seeing her clutching her head, Henry Hughes imdiately went to call a doctor.

When the elderly doctor ca in, he wanted to hold her, but withdrew his hand at the last mont.

"Doctor, why does Maeve have a headache again?" Henry Hughes hurriedly asked after the doctor finished his examination.

"Didn’t I just tell you not to agitate her?" The old doctor gave him a stern look, "Her emotions are already unstable, and you’re still shouting. I could hear you arguing from several offices down the hall!"

Henry Hughes lowered his head, "I’m sorry."

"It’s good to care for others, but you can’t pressure the young lady like that. Otherwise, even if you force her to co here, she won’t willingly accept treatnt."

The old doctor approached Maeve Lane, his expression kind, "Miss Lane, the treatnt has been sowhat effective, which ans the thods aren’t wrong. Your condition is much better than when you first arrived."

Maeve tiredly nodded.

Henry Hughes looked pained. If this was considered better, how much worse must Maeve’s previous episodes have been.

He couldn’t even imagine that scene.

The old doctor said, "Miss Lane, don’t worry too much. If you aren’t going to undergo inpatient treatnt, don’t forget to take your dication. Depression is an illness, not just a simple emotional low, so dical treatnt is absolutely necessary... As for the thod I ntioned to you before, you can continue to try it, and I think... there’s a good candidate here."

A good candidate...

Maeve Lane followed his gaze to where Henry Hughes stood.

"No need, I don’t think it’s needed anymore." Maeve smiled faintly,

The old doctor was about to say sothing else but chose to respect Maeve Lane, "It’s your own body, I hope you make the best choice for yourself."

"Hmm."

"Alright, if there’s nothing else, everyone please leave, don’t disturb Miss Lane’s rest." When the old doctor said this, he kept his eyes on Henry Hughes; anyone could tell these words were ant for him.

Henry Hughes, feeling apologetic, said, "I got a bit excited earlier, but I wasn’t trying to pressure you."

He looked into the girl’s eyes, as if trying to see what she had... experienced, "I’ll be outside. If you want to go back to school, just tell , I’ll take you."

Maeve gently closed her eyes and said, "No need, you can go first."