You're The Best Medicine For Me

Chapter 18: The Babies Had Met Their Daddy for the First Time

“Beep beep, beep beep…” The sound of incoming text messages had rung for a few times, and

Bryan’s eyes faintly swept past the messages that had popped up on his hand phone screen while he

was behind the wheel.

“Mr. Moore, this is Madame Moore’s original message to you: If he wants to die outside, he can

continue to enjoy his carefree and happy life. I don’t have too much years left in me anyway, so no one

will clean up his dead body if I’m gone one day.”

“Dr. Thomas is currently residing at Spennor Residence.”

Bryan slammed on the accelerator and made a quick U-turn as soon as he had laid his eyes on that

message.

He found himself driving up the winding mountain road which was gradually ascending and deserted as

very few cars could be seen along the way.

He had no idea how long he had been driving as his lingering nightmare would appear vividly in his

mind the moment he stopped working.

Racing could help him to concentrate and let his mind wandered, but he had gotten into a grave car

accident during a race six years ago, hence he was barred from the underground circuit by Scarlett

since then.

That year just happened to be the year when Sabrina had shown up in his life.

Her body had always exuded a scent that would rouse his memories of meeting ‘her’ for the first time.

‘She’ had the ability to ease his mind and let him unwind.

However, he somehow had always detested Sabrina’s approach.

He actually had not been able to focus on his work during today’s conference just because of that

woman, Dr. Thomas, and he could feel himself loosening up which he had not been able to do so in a

long time when he was with her…

A streak of high beams from the front had flashed at him at that moment, and he immediately snapped

back to his senses and turned the steering wheel to avoid the incoming vehicle, but the truck had

charged towards him…

Shirley was seated in her workroom on the second floor after dinner while holding a psychology book

about somnipathy in her hands, but her attention was soon drawn to the voices of the two children

coming from outside the window.

She got up and walked to the window, and she could perceive that the two of them were playing

football on the lawn after gently lifting the curtain.

Jacob was wearing a full black sports outfit while kicking the soccer ball in a skillful manner, and the

evening breeze had brushed his slightly curly short hair as a rare smile broke out on his striking face.

He had always kept a straight face and exuded a forbidding and unapproachable aura towards

strangers, hence all the kids in the kindergarten had always disliked being associated with him. Shirley

thought that it was because of her that he had turned out this way, so she had even put him to

numerous psychological tests. In the end, she had found out that not only was he perfectly normal and

not mentally handicapped, his IQ level was also beyond the children at his age.

It was not until today when she had met Bryan again that she truly realized the power of genetic

inheritance.

Jacob was in fact the mini version of Bryan, and his aura had also been replicated from him. If Bryan

were to find out about Jacob, he would perhaps…

“Why do you kick the ball like that?” Emma’s voice rang at that moment.

When Shirley had come back from her thoughts, she could see that the kids were chasing after the ball

in tandem, and they soon disappeared among the bushes on the lawn as they ran towards the other

side.

Cameron had stridden into the room at that moment with a pile of books in his hands as he said,

“These are the books that you have requested for and Mr. Moore’s case history as well, Shirley.”

“Put them on my table.” She turned around and made her way back to her desk while Cameron

proceeded to place the books on an empty spot on the table.

A slow smile spread across her face as she uttered, “Thank you for your hard work today, Cameron.”

“Not at all. Jacob and Emma are very adorable, so looking after them is no hard work at all.”

“Anyway, I really appreciate it. You should head back to your room and get some rest now; I’ll keep an

eye on them.”

“Alright then.”

The two kids had chased after the ball all the way outside the villa, and Emma had stopped running as

she grumbled while panting with her red face, “Told you that you shouldn’t simply kick the ball just to try

to look cool.”

“Wait here. I’ll go and pick up the ball.” Jacob stopped in his tracks and pressed Emma’s shoulders with

his hands as he ordered.

Emma let out a ‘humph’ as she snorted, “I’m done running with you. I’m exhausted.”

She whopped down on the ground in the next moment and raised her hand to wipe away the sweats on

her face.

Jacob hummed in a casual manner and proceeded to turn around to pick up the ball.

However, a towering silhouette had shadowed him just when he had turned his body around, and his

face had lost its color when he looked up at the figure in front of him…