You're The Best Medicine For Me

Chapter 94 Bad Things That Amelia Jones Did To The Two Kids

The four of us...

“The four of us”, these words dealt a devastating strike deep down in Shirley Thomas’ heart.

A family of four was something that she desired. What she got, however, was an evil scheme. No one

else could experience the painful transition from desire to despair better than Shirley.

And then, the words were uttered by her child, making her heart hurt even more than before.

Her lips presented a forced smile, she patted Emma Thomas gently on the head, and said, “It’s already

late, go to sleep now, alright? We can talk about that tomorrow morning.”

“Mummy…” Emma pouted, and drawn out her sentence to act coquettishly.

Shirley frowned to act as if she’s serious.

Her serious expression was very effective, as Emma was afraid to continue saying a thing after she

saw her mummy’s frown.

Shirley left the villa named YH villa after both of the kids had fallen asleep.

Bryan Moore hung up the call with Jacob Thomas, and looked softly at the watch in his hands. That

watch was a new prototype of family watches, that was still unavailable on the market.

He gently fondled the watch screen before Jordan Hill entered his room. His originally warm expression

was replaced with an ice-cold expression.

Bryan wore his watch on his wrist and lifted his head.

Jordan got close to him, and said with a respectful tone, “Mr Moore, the psychologist Amelia Jones

came into the office this afternoon. She waited for you for five hours before leaving.”

“I asked you to investigate her, how’s the investigation going?” asked Bryan.

“Two years ago, at the The fragrance of dreams Perfume Contest, where Dr. Thomas won the title

“Queen of perfume”. Ms. Jones was displeased, since she lost the contest, so she locked the two kids

in the underground warehouse while Dr. Thomas was giving her speech. It was an extremely hot

summer during that time, so the kids were in critical condition when they were found.”

Bryan clenched his fists in anger. His eyes exuded a gaze that could freeze anything in an instant.

“Who found the kids?”

“Dr. Kevin Mitchell.”

“Kevin?” Bryan’s eyebrows turned into a furrow.

“Yes sir, after the incident with the kids, Ms. Jones left Y country quickly and escaped back to France.

As Dr. Thomas was busy tending to her kids, she did not look into the incident immediately. When the

kids were saved and resuscitated, the Jones Family had already worked with the richest person in

France to suppress the incident. At that time, Dr. Thomas lacked the influence and position to find Ms.

Jones.” Jordan said.

Bryan’s heart was hit repeatedly by pain, pity, and rage upon hearing that.

He desperately wanted Ms. Jones to feel the suffering that Shirley and the kids went through back

then.

“Why did she come back here?”

“The richest person in France passed away last month. Apparently, Ms. Jones pissed off his wife, thus

she couldn’t stay in France any longer and was forced to return here.”

“What’s up with the Jones Family, anyway?”

“Mr Moore,” replied Jordan. He discovered something else regarding other people when he looked into

the incident. Things weren’t as simple as it seemed, he took a deep breath and said, “Ms. Jones is Dr.

Clark’s fiance, the whole incident was authorized by him.”

“Darcy Clark, huh.”

Suddenly, someone was knocking on the door. Bryan checked the time, to get here from YH villa would

take around ten minutes, so he deduced that Shirley had arrived.

“You can go back for now, we’ll clear things up tomorrow.” Bryan told Jordan, as he got up and opened

the door to the study.

Shirley was there at the door frame, with a stuffed nose.

She said in a neutral tone, “Mr Moore, it’s time for you to rest.”

“Alright.” Bryan said, as he walked from the study to the bedroom.

He pulled the blanket away and lied down on the bed. Shirley took a perfume out from her perfume bag

and placed it on the nightstand.

Then, she sat next to Bryan.

She cannot sleep before Bryan fell asleep, as she also had to observe his behaviour and expression in ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

his sleep.

Other than that, she had to make sure that he was fully in deep sleep, not just light sleep, before she

can leave him.

Suddenly, Bryan sat up on his bed.

Shirley was confused and asked him, “What are you doing? Lie back down, it’s time for you to rest.”

“Would you mind joining me?” Bryan lifted the edge of his blanket, and patted the empty space next to

him.

Shirley’s expression changed slightly. After her experience tonight, she was feeling even more repulsed

by Bryan. She wanted to distance herself from Bryan, who had caused her much pain and suffering.

“Mr Moore, please refrain from doing such things in the future. As we are not husband and wife, us

sleeping together on the same bed will seem weird to others.”

Bryan witnessed her attitude, raised his brows instinctively and said, “Paisley, I just don’t want you to

be too tired. I apologize for the things I did last night, I just don’t want to see the woman that I love walk

too close with other men.”

Shirley widened her eyes, surprised.

She never thought that Bryan would ever apologize to anyone.

“He’s my senior, Bryan, just like Mildred Walker. He helped me a lot when I was down in the dumps.

So, I rely on him just as much as I rely on Mildred.”

As she said it, something felt wrong to Shirley.

Why was she obliged to explain her relationship with Kevin to Bryan?

He’s neither her significant other nor family member, anyway.

She looked away from said, “Come on now, lie back down,”

“You should join me, too. That way, I can fall asleep faster, and you get to rest earlier.”

“I…”

“Paisley, now that you’re living in the Moore’s Manor, I won’t do anything to you. In fact, I am more

scared than you are if you leave the Moore Family. I’ve told you that I will not be intimate with you if you

don’t allow me to.”

As he finished saying that, he pulled Shirley by her shoulders onto his bed.

Shirley cried out in shock, as she was pressing against his body. Before she could react, he pushed her

onto the bed and covered her with the blanket.

She turned her head, and saw that her burnt left hand was being held by his hand, and very well

protected.

Shirley tried to break free, “Bryan, it’s not good if you keep relying on me in order to fall asleep. I wanna

train you to fall asleep by yourself.”

He pressed her left hand against the bed, saw the burn mark on her hand, then ignored Shirley and

said, “That burn wound is red again. If it’s still like that on the next day, I’m bringing you to the hospital,

I will not take ‘no’ for an answer.”

“Are you listening to what I said? You can’t rely on others forever. Let me tell you a bedtime story, it’s

very effective and works wonders for the majority of my patients.” Shirley tried to persuade him. As her

body was pinned against the bed by his arm, she was unable to get up from the bed.

Bryan saw that she kept on struggling and flaunting her left hand, got serious and scolded, “Be mindful

of your left hand! You’re still not taking care of your body even though you’re not feeling particularly

well. If you’re not thinking about yourself, at least think about your kids! I don’t hope that…if you ever

collapse, it’s because of me tiring you out.”

Upon hearing this, Shirley froze in place…