CHAPTER 91: CHAPTER 91: DAD IS A LIAR

Seeing Seraphina Sinclair lying on the bed with a pale face, Jude Sinclair’s heart ached terribly. Even the always strong Jude couldn’t help but let the tears fall one after another.

"Mommy... What’s wrong with you? We haven’t seen each other in just a few days, how did you become like this?"

Jude grew up by Seraphina’s side, and has a strong dependency on his mother. Despite his usual clever and witty appearance, whenever something happens to Seraphina, Jude is always beyond worried, afraid his mother might have problems.

Desmond Fairchild saw Jude already crying with some sobs, and couldn’t help but furrow his brows tightly.

He stepped forward a couple of steps to Julian Sinclair, gently stroking his back, trying to calm Jude’s emotions.

Just as his hand touched Jude’s back, little Jude immediately dodged to the side, clearly not wanting any physical contact with Desmond.

Desmond saw this, his heart chilled by Jude’s small gesture, and he quickly squatted down in front of Jude: "Jude, not even letting dad touch you?"

Jude’s reaction was indeed a bit strange; after all, last time at the old Fairchild Family house, Jude’s attitude was still very amiable, even asking him to seize the opportunity and start developing things with Seraphina early. This kind of estranged behavior now really left Desmond feeling uneasy.

"Dad, you’re just a liar! I barely left for a few days, and you actually took care of mom into this state! I will never believe in you again!" Jude was truly angry this time, so his tone was very unpleasant.

He and mommy have been dependent on each other for years, and mommy has always been protected very well by them, but now, after he entrusted Desmond, such a thing happened.

Jude had trusted Desmond so much before, and naturally couldn’t accept the current situation.

Desmond felt upset after hearing Jude’s words.

But facing his own son, he was also helpless. Desmond stretched out his hand to hold Jude’s little hand, his gaze firm, softly apologizing to him.

"Jude, I’m sorry, this time it was indeed dad’s oversight, but I promise there won’t be a next time. I will take good care of your mother and you, and won’t let you face any harm again."

Desmond was busy with the company all day today, not expecting to suddenly encounter a change. But what’s really going on behind this matter? How did Seraphina end up like this?

"Jude! Jude!"

Just as Desmond and his son were planning to reconcile, the still unconscious Seraphina suddenly sat up on the bed, staring blankly ahead.

Seeing this, Jude couldn’t care about talking to Desmond anymore, immediately ran to his mother’s bedside, pulling himself up onto the quilt.

"Mommy, Jude is here, don’t be afraid, I will always be by your side." Jude hurried over, gently holding Seraphina’s hand.

Hearing Jude’s voice, Seraphina immediately lowered her head slightly, looked at Jude’s young face, and then her consciousness gradually returned.

Tears uncontrollably flowed from her eyes, and she quickly reached out to tightly hug Jude in front of her, starting to cry out loud: "Jude, are you okay? Mommy just dreamed that you were going to leave me."

Desmond couldn’t help but feel a bit heart-struck watching this. The once vibrant and fearless Seraphina, how did she suddenly become like this?

From sudden awakening to crying out loud, Seraphina took less than a minute, and such a big emotional fluctuation was obviously abnormal to anyone.

Perhaps he really should find a psychologist to properly check on Seraphina.

Elsewhere, Austin White, after being reprimanded by Desmond, wandered aimlessly on the street.

When Austin took out his phone, wanting to ask a friend out for drinks, he realized he wasn’t on Diamond Island.

In this place, besides his godmother, he seemed to have no one to rely on.

Just as Austin was irritably scrolling through his contacts, he suddenly saw a woman’s name - Irene Rowe.

At that moment, Irene’s image involuntarily surfaced in Austin’s mind.

He wondered what this woman was doing now?

And then, like a ghost controlling him, Austin dialed the number.

"Hello?" A voice came from the other side quickly.

Austin put the phone to his ear: "Irene, it’s been a while, I’m Austin White."

On the other side of the phone, Irene Rowe, upon hearing Austin’s voice, couldn’t help but lift the corners of her lips into a smile.

"Of course I know it’s you, I saved your number. Is there something you need from me?"

"Where are you, Irene?"

"I just finished working overtime at the company, planning to go home. Why do you ask?"

Though she had had private interactions with Austin before, to Irene, this man, quite younger than herself, only seemed like a stranger she once met, with no real contact.

After hearing Irene’s words, Austin recalled their last meeting and raised an eyebrow to ask, "Irene, no nightlife tonight?"

Upon hearing this, Irene, naturally detected the teasing tone in Austin’s voice, couldn’t help but find it amusing: "You brat, I’ve long passed the age of nightly revels."

Austin nodded: "Oh... then may I have the honor of inviting the beautiful Irene for a drink? I’m not in a good mood."

Irene couldn’t help but be taken aback, thinking Austin was inexplicably odd.

However, she had a good impression of him and wasn’t too opposed.

"Irene, other than my godmother, I only know you in this city. If you don’t come out, I’ll have to drink alone and drown my sorrows."

Seeing Irene still without a response, Austin began to play the pitiful card.

Austin’s two brothers were far away, and his godmother was unconscious; he really didn’t want to see Desmond’s mournful face.

So aside from Irene, Austin really couldn’t think of anyone else to turn to.

On the other end of the phone, Irene could sense Austin’s disappointment, feeling a bit unsettled: "I have some important work tomorrow, so it’s really inconvenient to go out for drinks. If you’re really in a bad mood, why not come to my place?"

"Is that okay? Wouldn’t that be too much trouble for you?"

Gladly wanting to accept Irene’s suggestion, Austin’s eyes immediately turned into slits with delight.

"If you really think it’s troublesome, you wouldn’t call me at this hour, right? Stop pretending, I’m at the company now, come pick me up."

"Got it, I’ll be right there!" Austin’s voice instantly became lively, and Irene on the other side could imagine the speed at which this kid’s face changed, shaking her head with amusement.

After agreeing, Austin immediately drove to Kevin Group.

When he arrived, Irene was already waiting downstairs.

Austin, just like last time, parked the car in front of Irene, and then rolled down the car window.

"Irene, get in the car."

At the moment Austin appeared, Irene couldn’t help but be taken aback, reminiscing the scene from that day.

Except, unlike the playful young man from last time, today he clearly wasn’t in a good mood.