Chapter 189 He Can't Leave Amelia
Skylar held the things in her hands and nodded.
Then the two of them walked together to a corner nearby.
"I heard you're a doctor here," William said.
Skylar nodded, confirming it.
"What do you want to ask me?" Skylar looked at William and said, "Or rather, what's troubling you?"
William looked at Skylar in front of him.
Finally, he said, "I have something that's troubling me right now."
Skylar nodded.
William's gaze didn't stay on Skylar, but seemed to be looking at some distant point.
He said, “If I truly love someone, but I’ve hurt her deeply, what should I do?”
Skylar looked at William thoughtfully. not knowing if he was talking about Amelia.
"So what options do you have right now?" Skylar continued to ask.
"She wants to leave, but I don't want her to. I want her to stay by my side, so I used some methods to trap her," he said. "Some really low methods."
Finally, he stopped. He looked at Skylar and asked, “If it were you, what do you think you should do?”
Skylar let out a long sigh before answering."Actually, loving someone doesn't mean you have to force it. If she's already decided to leave, why don't you let go?" "Since you love her so much, “Can you really bear to hurt her?”
“If staying by your side only brings her pain, why not let her go?”
William and Skylar looked at each other.
Looking at this situation from a third-person perspective, it seemed like everything had a solution. But. He wasn't willing. Until this moment,he finally realized that it wasn't Amelia who couldn't leave him, but he who couldn't leave Amelia.
But she had already decided to go.
She was already in contact with York.
After a moment of silence, he nodded.
"Thank you," William said, then took the file folder and left.
He sat alone in his car for a long time. Over the past few days, his irritability had caused many things to spiral off course.
It was time to set everything straight. With that thought, William took out his phone and called Rhys.
“Mr. Brown?” Rhys answered almost immediately.
"Put out the word, have the company come up with a plan to completely separate Isabella from the company," William said calmly.
"What?" Rhys was a bit confused, He didn’t understand at first. “The stock price fluctuations from a few days ago and Isabella’s upcoming projects must be completely separated from the Brown Group,” William said firmly.make sure they don't affect each other at all."
William's voice was very calm. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to his former self.
Isabella's project had too much risk. He had warned her several times, but Isabella still insisted on going her own way. He couldn't control her, so the only option was to cut ties.
"Also, prepare a low-key, safe backup project and funding for her," William said.
This was his tolerance toward Isabella.
As for Amelia... William lowered his eyes slightly. He didn't dare to think about it. Let it be. He'd leave everything to time.
With that in mind, William was about to start the car when he spotted the doctor who had previously diagnosed Isabella nearby.
He thought he might as well ask that doctor about this report. So William got out of the car and walked over. The doctor had his back to him.
He was talking to someone about something.
"...Yes, right, we can only do a little bit of fabrication here," the doctor said. "Although private clinics have more flexibility, we can't make a diagnosis without any symptoms at all."
"Last time we had someone here who wanted a fake medical record too, but that person actually did cut their wrists, so that was more believable. If your family..."
William hadn't meant to eavesdrop, but hearing this, he paused slightly.
Wrist-cutting? Fake medical records? His mind immediately went back to the incident with the wrong mailing address. What if they were talking about Isabella?
Did Isabella change the address because she was afraid he'd see the report first? William left quietly, then called Rhys again. Rhys answered quickly. "Mr. Brown?"
“Find out who Isabella has been in close contact with recently. Also, investigate the doctor responsible for her psychiatric diagnosis,” William instructed.
"Yes." Rhys immediately went to work on it. William returned to his car, looking at this depression treatment plan report, his brows furrowed.
Was Isabella faking it?
William drove away.
...
Time flew by quickly.
This day, William was on his way to the Brown Group when suddenly, a news notification pushed to his phone— #Amelia and York Acting Intimate# The photo showed a man and woman on a yacht, fishing together.
But this fishing trip felt different from the others. The two of them held the same rod, working together to reel something up from the water.
They were very close to each other, acting intimate. William's phone vibrated. It was a message from Harold.
Harold: Did you see the news online? Amelia and York went fishing together.
William thought for a moment and replied: Saw it.
Harold said, “But William, didn’t you say she’s been spending time with her adopted daughter lately? Why is she out fishing with another man?”
William fell silent for a moment.
He didn't reply. He got the address and drove straight there. When Amelia and York came down from the water, they had a full catch.
“I didn’t expect we’d catch so many!” Amelia exclaimed. Today, York had invited her out on their second date.
She hadn’t really wanted to come, since the first batch of new products was launching the next day, and Briar was still in the hospital.
Most importantly, who goes fishing on a date!
Generally speaking, after Briar's surgery, she still needed to stay in the hospital for 5-10 days. It had already been five days, and she was eligible for discharge, but Amelia wanted her to stay for observation for two more days.
"I thought of that," York said with a smile. "I have a property on the shore. I've already had a doctor and chef go there. We'll bring Briar along, “And after we’re done fishing, we can all enjoy what we catch together.” York had also pulled Mia aside as she was passing by and confirmed that she could join them.
So a whole group of people went together.
They even split into groups to compete on who caught the most.
Mia kept shouting, and she and Dash together caught quite a bit too.
But Amelia and York had the biggest catch.
After fishing for a while, when they were heading back, their basket had the most fish.
The deck was wet. As Amelia and York were walking back, she stepped in some water and slipped.
"Watch out!"
A voice called out, and the next moment, York's strong hand gripped her arm.
Amelia was startled and instinctively grabbed his arm.
This made it look like she was falling into York's arms.
Then she felt a piercing gaze on her back, sharp as a thorn. Instinctively, Amelia looked over and spotted William’s car parked not far away along the shore.
He was looking in their direction from afar.