"You an William Westwood?" Sebastian Forrest’s voice was a little deep as he tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear. "But what your brother did was certainly enough to provoke that kind of retaliation from William Westwood."
The sky outside had already darkened. In the distance, the glittering lights of the highway flickered like the Galaxy, possessing a tranquil, undisturbed beauty.
I sighed softly. I knew what my brother did to the Westwood Family was wrong, and this retaliation was sothing he deserved.
But my brother is one of the few family mbers I have left in this world. It was painful to see him in this state.
"What’s wrong? Want to go demand an explanation from him?" Sebastian Forrest asked .
I shook my head. "My brother was the one in the wrong first. I can’t bla anyone for getting revenge."
Sebastian Forrest took my hand, his smile full of doting affection. "You don’t have to worry about whose fault it is. If you’re upset, just tell . Your husband is very capable. At the very least, I have what it takes to deal with so fallen noble."
Seeing his smug and prideful expression, I couldn’t help but smile wryly. "I’m not that magnanimous, really. I’m upset that my brother has ended up like this, but I guess this makes us even with William Westwood. Right now, the only thing on my mind is getting my brother treated..."
Sebastian Forrest stroked my hair. "Don’t worry. I’ll hire the top psychiatric specialists to treat your brother. We’ll definitely get him cured."
I subconsciously moved my lips to speak, but before the word "thanks" could co out, Sebastian Forrest reached out and tapped the tip of my nose. "No need to be so formal with , Mrs. Forrest. Are you hungry?"
"I’m starving..." I couldn’t help but frown. "But we didn’t get the at we bought..."
"Don’t worry, I had the butcher send everything back to our place. Co on, let’s go ho and I’ll make you sothing delicious."
...
For the next few days, I shuttled between ho, the office, and the hospital.
With the doctor’s careful treatnt, my brother’s condition began to improve. However, Sebastian Forrest was worried my brother might hurt , so he never let get too close. I could only watch from a distance.
When I saw the doctor co out of the consultation room, I hurried over. "Doctor, how is my brother?"
"Your brother’s ntal state is stable, but because he was injected with certain drugs, we still need so more ti for observation..."
I felt a small sense of relief.
"Oh, right..." The doctor said, as if he’d suddenly rembered sothing. "Do you know soone nad Theodore Grant?"
I froze, wondering why this psychiatrist would know Theodore Grant’s na.
"I do." I nodded, paused for a mont, and then pursed my lips. "He’s my ex-husband..."
"Ex-husband?" The doctor’s brow furrowed slightly. "What was your ex-husband’s relationship with your brother like?"
"Not very good."
The doctor nodded thoughtfully.
"What is it, Doctor?" I pressed.
"It’s nothing major. I just heard the na from your brother, and when I ntioned it to him again, he suddenly beca very agitated."
I frowned in confusion.
My brother and Theodore Grant had never gotten along.
But from my perspective, they just rubbed each other the wrong way. It wasn’t so bad that they beca enemies.
My brother doesn’t even recognize now, yet he has such a strong reaction to Theodore Grant’s na...
’Sothing feels very wrong, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.’
"Did my brother ntion the na William Westwood?"
"William Westwood?" The doctor frowned slightly, then shook his head at . "No."
I lowered my eyes in disappointnt.
"What is it? Does this person have so kind of history with your brother?" the doctor asked.
I nodded. "I suspect that this William Westwood is the one who caused my brother’s current condition."
"Okay, I understand. I’ll try ntioning this na to your brother another day and see if he has any reaction."
"Okay. Thank you, Doctor."
After leaving the hospital, I headed straight to the company.
The company’s operations had stabilized, and the voice acting project was proceeding smoothly.
However, I wasn’t sure if it was just my imagination, but it seed like Julian Hayes hadn’t been in good spirits these past few days. He was soone who never ssed up his lines, but he’d had to do several retakes recently.
"Hayes..."
When the recording session ended, I saw Julian Hayes walk out of the booth and hurried after him.
"What’s up?"
"Want to go grab a coffee downstairs?" I offered.
When I first founded this voice acting company, I was lucky to have Julian Hayes co and help. Otherwise, there’s no way I could have gotten the company running so smoothly on my own.
Julian Hayes seed startled for a second, then nodded. "Sure, let’s go."
Once we were at the coffee shop downstairs, I just ordered a glass of orange juice. After all, being pregnant, coffee was definitely off-limits.
"Hayes, have you run into so trouble recently?" I didn’t beat around the bush and asked him straight out.
Julian Hayes gave a small, sowhat forced laugh. "No."
The look on his face told he wasn’t being honest. "Hayes, we’ve worked together for so long. I always thought we were friends..."
Julian Hayes froze for a mont, then gave a bitter smile and finally relented. "I have... run into a few things."
"What is it?" I asked quickly. "Let see if I can help."
Julian Hayes gave a deep look but didn’t speak for a long ti.
It wasn’t until I blinked in confusion that he finally looked away. "It’s just... I went through a breakup."
My mouth fell open in surprise. It was no wonder I was so shocked; in all the ti I’d worked with Julian Hayes, I’d never once heard him ntion a girlfriend.
But before I could think of the right words to comfort him, Julian Hayes spoke first. "It’s all right. You don’t need to comfort . I’ve already moved on."
"Really?" I looked at him, unconvinced.
"Mhm." Julian Hayes nodded, a gentle smile on his face. "Honestly, as long as she can be happy, that’s all that matters."
I couldn’t help but feel a little emotional. I wondered what kind of woman Julian Hayes’s ex-girlfriend was to be willing to let go of such a gentle man.
"What about you?" Julian Hayes took a small sip of his coffee. "Does... President Forrest treat you well?"
"Mhm." I nodded with a smile. "He treats very well."
"That’s good." Julian Hayes smiled at , his gaze naturally falling to my belly. "When’s the due date? Do you know if it’s a boy or a girl yet?"
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