Stop Panicking! Miss Jacobs will Not Look Back!-Chapter 311: If You Keep Working Like This, Your Husband Will Starve

Chapter 311: Chapter 311: If You Keep Working Like This, Your Husband Will Starve

Sebastian Sinclair’s arm tensed slightly under her grasp.

He looked into his wife’s eyes, which were filled with a mix of desperation and faint hope, and his heart felt torn apart.

He wanted so much to tell her that the daughter they missed day and night was right in front of them—Juliana Jacobs, whose eyes were almost identical to hers when she was young.

But he couldn’t, and he wouldn’t gamble with Juliana’s life.

Florence Sinclair was ruthless, and his wife was completely blinded by her, trusting her implicitly.

In wealthy families, it’s a common tragedy for a biological child who returns after much hardship to be harmed again because the parents trust an adopted daughter too much. Sebastian Sinclair could not put his daughter in danger again.

So he composed himself and said, "Seeing the true colors of those around you is more important than seeking an answer."

After speaking, he maneuvered his electric wheelchair away.

Mrs. Sinclair stood frozen, her husband’s insinuating words echoing in her blank mind, leaving her somewhat bewildered...

The cause of Juliana Jacobs’ fatigue and vomiting was finally revealed—it was an allergy to a medicinal ingredient in her treatment plan.

Elias Langley took her to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and after adjusting her medication, the symptoms that plagued her quickly disappeared.

Although they both tacitly avoided the topic of "children," a hint of melancholy seemed to linger between them.

Juliana also wanted to be a mother, but her condition did not allow it.

Recently, Elias Langley has been spending noticeably more time at home, experimenting in the kitchen to make dishes she likes.

She noticed that the security team leader at the courtyard had changed, but she didn’t ask anything about it.

In the evening, she was so busy at her computer that she lost track of time.

Elias Langley opened the door to come in, just as her phone rang.

Juliana answered the call, and Caleb Shaw’s voice came through.

"I’ve been approached by Samuel Paxton, the new CEO of Rhyvion Group, three times, but I’ve found excuses to decline each time. However, it seems he’s determined to get his hands on our technology, and it might not be long before he stops waiting."

Juliana understood the Paxton’s ambition and persistence all too well.

"This is indeed a problem. I’ll think of a solution, but in the meantime, please continue to keep him at bay. Neither directly reject nor make any promises, just help me stall."

Caleb Shaw chuckled over the phone, "I’m not just helping you; this is for our company. I also visited Vivacore Bio this morning, and my sister’s heart cultivation progress is going well."

The thought of Summer Shaw still lying in a hospital bed brought a twinge to Juliana’s nose.

"I appreciate your help during this time."

With that, she quickly hung up the phone.

The next second, the man beside her handed her a tissue.

Juliana rubbed her nose but didn’t take it.

"What, do you think I’m going to cry?" she asked.

Elias Langley chuckled softly, placed the tissue aside, and naturally put his arm around her shoulder.

"Crying in front of your husband isn’t a big deal."

Of course not!

Juliana lowered her head for a couple of seconds, "Do you like children?"

"You can have your own child. Your brother can, and so can you," she added.

Elias Langley pulled her closer, "If it’s your child, I would love them. If not, it means nothing to me."

Juliana felt a pang in her heart and tried to push him away, "You know I can’t have children."

Elias Langley leaned in and pecked her on the lips.

"Then I’ll treat you like my daughter, love and spoil you for a lifetime, how about that?"

Juliana’s heart was gently touched by his words, a slight sweetness mixed with bitterness.

Elias Langley picked her up horizontally, "Time to eat, Mrs. Langley. If you keep working like this, your husband is going to starve."

His double entendre left Juliana blushing.

On the other side, Sebastian Sinclair was still worried about Juliana’s health and wanted to create an opportunity to mend the rift between her and her mother.

So, a week later, when he learned that the bandages on Juliana’s face had been removed and she could go out, he called Elias Langley to invite them to a private villa in the suburbs of Kingsford for a medicinal spring bath.

To avoid seeming deliberate and to give the impression of recuperation, he invited Florence Sinclair to join as well.

Florence’s previous uterine bleeding was not severe and stopped within two days. Upon hearing about the spring bath trip with her parents, she was more than willing to go.

However, recalling Juliana’s "promise," she couldn’t help but hold Mrs. Sinclair’s hand tightly.

Mrs. Sinclair saw through her thoughts and patted her hand, comforting her, "Don’t worry. Your father arranged this trip to the villa to clear up past misunderstandings among the family. Besides, as long as I’m around, I won’t let you senselessly ’fall’ again."

Feeling reassured, Florence turned to pick up her phone and sent a message.

"We’re going to the hot springs this weekend. Does she know how to swim?"

The reply came quickly: "Do you want to drown her? Childish!"

Florence: "Keep telling me her weaknesses, and I’ll find a way to deal with her."

The reply: "After all I’ve told you, have you succeeded even once? Did you manage to set up a meeting between Samuel Paxton and Juliana?"

Chastised by the other party, Florence fell silent.

Less than a minute later, another message arrived.

"Samuel Paxton once suffered at the hands of a little girl, leaving an old wound on half his head. Over the years, the women he’s toyed with all bear some resemblance to that girl. I think Juliana fits his prey profile, so you must ensure he meets her. If you can’t even achieve this, you are destined to be defeated by Juliana and eventually driven out of the Sinclair Family!"

Florence did not respond further.

She felt like her decade-long efforts in the Sinclair Family were slowly slipping away with Juliana’s emergence.

But how was she going to lure Samuel Paxton to the villa?

During Juliana’s recuperation, Old Mr. Sinclair’s back had also improved. Upon hearing that his son was organizing a family trip to the medicinal spring, he insisted on going, wielding his seniority like a badge.

Sebastian Sinclair did not explicitly refuse him, only gently reminded him, "You can come if you like, but this trip is different from staying home. If there’s another ’accident,’ you’ll bear all the consequences."

Old Mr. Sinclair, hearing this, immediately bristled, tapping his cane heavily on the floor.

"Ungrateful wretch! I’m your father! This kind of family reunion should naturally include me. Not inviting me is already a disrespect. Now you’re cursing me? I see you’ve been bewitched by that woman and have no regard for me as your elder!"

The more he spoke, the more he felt he was in the right, and his voice rose a few decibels.

"I tell you, with such a good medicinal spring, the idea of you enjoying it without me is out of the question! You must take me and arrange the best room for me!"

With that, he hurried back to his room to pack his things.

Sebastian Sinclair, sitting in his wheelchair, stretched his legs, a subtle, meaningful look crossing his eyes.

He’s good at making chips.

And even better at handling his father.