The Headline Queen: President Hawthorne is Her Die-Hard Fan! Chapter 285: Didn’t See

"Are you wrong again? How many tis have you admitted your mistakes? Have you ever learned and changed? Do you think you can still act recklessly because you’re young? Do you realize your leg was almost ruined?"

Julian Hawthorne, "It was just an accident..."

"You dare call it an accident?!"

Julian Hawthorne, "I was wrong."

Simon Hawthorne watched from outside the door as his big brother got scolded like a grandson by his sister-in-law, lanting the decline of social morals, turning even his married brother into such a pathetic sight.

As a bachelor, he decided to spare himself the humiliation and head back ho.

But before he could leave, he witnessed yet another shaless move by his big brother.

His brother, having been thoroughly scolded by Paige Sterling, cuddled up to her arm, rubbing against it petulantly, saying, "Now everyone knows, I’m not to be trifled with."

Paige Sterling, "...?"

Julian Hawthorne, "They all know, if anyone sses with , you’ll surely avenge ."

He continued to snuggle, blinking his eyes like a big pet dog, as if wagging a fluffy tail behind him, "Mrs. Hawthorne, I’m counting on you from now on."

Paige Sterling was so overwheld by this dog-like CEO’s antics that her scalp tingled, suspecting Julian Hawthorne was truly possessed.

"Can you act normal for once?"

Julian Hawthorne, "Is Mrs. Hawthorne disgusted that I’m sick?"

Paige Sterling, "..."

Since Julian Hawthorne had been admitted to the hospital, he clung to Paige Sterling over his minor injuries, refusing to be discharged.

Every day he seed like he was on the verge of death; if Paige Sterling left his sight for a minute, he would either give frantic calls or go on hunger strikes, transforming from a domineering CEO into a market rowdy...

Paige Sterling now not only suspected Mr. Hawthorne was possessed but also wondered if the spirit inside him was an overbearing middle-aged woman, given his antics.

However, Paige Sterling didn’t know that Julian Hawthorne only acted this way in front of her. When she wasn’t around, he remained the solemn, aloof, unsmiling CEO.

A young nurse who witnessed Julian Hawthorne’s transformation when Paige was present or absent had her perspective entirely shifted by this capricious CEO.

She suddenly sympathized with God Sterling for being entangled with this madman, sob sob...

One day, Paige Sterling took advantage of Julian Hawthorne’s nap to return to Silverstream Bay.

When she arrived at the hospital, a young nurse told her with a numb expression that Julian Hawthorne was acting up again.

Then she delicately asked Paige when Mr. Hawthorne would agree to be discharged.

This kind of squatter was truly terrifying.

Paige Sterling flashed an apologetic look, "I’ll get him discharged in a few days. You’ve worked hard."

Paige Sterling carried a thermos and opened the door to the ward.

The ward was chilly, Julian Hawthorne sat on the hospital bed with a vacant, cold look, lost in thought.

Paige Sterling quickly smiled and walked in, "Mr. Hawthorne, you’re awake?"

Julian Hawthorne’s empty gaze instantly focused, asking Paige with grievance, "Where did you go?"

Paige Sterling, "I went ho to cook soup for you, to nourish your body."

"You... made it?"

"Of course, chicken soup. From slaughtering the chicken to finishing the soup, I did it all myself."

Julian Hawthorne was at a loss, and Paige continued, "Starting today, every day you’re in the hospital, you’ll have my homade nurturing chicken soup until you’re discharged."

Then she smiled sweetly at Julian Hawthorne, "Mr. Hawthorne, how is it? Surprised? Unexpected?"

What the heck! He never imagined Paige Sterling would enter the kitchen again.

The fear from being subjected to Paige Sterling’s chicken soup returned to Julian Hawthorne’s body; he rembered he almost went to the hospital for a stomach pump that night.

Watching Paige Sterling ladle the soup and serve it to him, Julian Hawthorne wasn’t tempted by the fragrance at all.

He swallowed and said, "I think I’m almost recovered, it’s ti to be discharged."

Paige Sterling, "Are you sure?"

Julian Hawthorne, "Sure."

"Alright then, drink the soup first, I’ll go handle the discharge procedures."

Then Paige Sterling went out.

Even knowing Paige Sterling’s chicken soup was no different than poison, looking at the pot filled with love, Julian Hawthorne couldn’t bear to waste a drop.

He braced himself and drank all the soup.

Maybe all his senses were filtered by delusion, Julian Hawthorne suddenly discovered Paige Sterling’s chicken soup this ti seed not so terrible.

Maybe... her cooking skills had really improved.

While Paige Sterling was handling the discharge procedures, she ran into Julian Hawthorne’s doctor.

Apparently, Julian Hawthorne didn’t collude with the doctor this ti, so the doctor strongly suggested Julian Hawthorne still needed to stay in for observation; he even rambled on that Julian’s health isn’t improving because it’s connected to emotions and ntal state, implying Paige should indulge Julian more, with a good mood he’ll recover faster...

Paige Sterling nodded, showing a serious listening expression.

Returning to the ward, Paige Sterling found Julian Hawthorne had finished the chicken soup, a bit surprised.

"You ate it all by yourself?"

Julian Hawthorne nodded. "It was delicious, so I finished it."

Paige Sterling, "Of course it was delicious, I had Nanny Sutton make it."

Julian Hawthorne, who had been prepared to go to the ICU, suddenly stared at Paige, "You said you made it yourself?"

Paige Sterling, "I plucked the chicken feathers and filled the thermos with the soup."

Julian Hawthorne, stuffed from drinking, "..."

This little liar! She’s getting better at deceiving!

"Oh, by the way, your attending physician discussed a lot about your condition and treatnt plans with earlier, I think they were quite valid, and coincidentally I’ve been researching so ways to enhance human sensory stimulation for a pleasant mind and body recently, I brought sothing for you."

Julian Hawthorne received an earring from Paige Sterling.

The earring looked ordinary, but knowing it was sothing Paige researched, there must be extraordinary aning beneath its ordinary exterior.

He asked, "Sensory stimulation?"

Paige Sterling, "For example, instantly sending you into ecstasy, keeping you euphoric, always maintaining a pleasant mind and body, how about it? Aren’t you touched? Don’t you think I’m exceptionally kind to you?"

Julian Hawthorne’s expression instantly turned green, "Beau! You’re doing this deliberately!"

He pulled Paige over and pressed her onto the bed, "Are you provoking on purpose?"

Paige Sterling, "Nonsense, I’m sincerely doing this for you."

Julian Hawthorne nudged her with his mouth, "How sincere?"

"Feel my heart, then you’ll know how sincere I am."

Julian Hawthorne really didn’t hold back, his hands started misbehaving.

Paige Sterling, "Mr. Hawthorne, this is a hospital, behave yourself."

Julian Hawthorne acted as he pleased, Paige looked at the half-opened door, "If you continue like this, I’ll hit you."

Julian Hawthorne acted as if he didn’t hear.