Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 1367 Holding Back from Asking

Andrew quickly hung up the phone and dashed over to greet Silas.

"Why didn't you tell me about this huge incident?" Silas glared at Andrew, clearly annoyed. "Do you even take me seriously?"

Andrew looked down, trying to explain, "I'm sorry. It all happened so fast last night, and Mr. Clemens seemed stable, so I didn't want to bother you."

"Stable? What do you mean by that? Isn't there still..." Silas cut himself off and then asked, "How's he doing now?"

"He lost a lot of blood and passed out, but he woke up this morning," Andrew said quietly. "He's sleeping now."

"I want to see him," Silas said, and his attendant started to push him toward the room.

"Hold on, Silas." Andrew quickly stopped them and whispered, "It's probably not a good time right now."

Silas frowned. "What's the problem? Are you saying I can't go in?"

"No." Andrew leaned in and whispered, "Ms. James is in there."

Silas looked surprised and had his attendant push him to the door. He gently turned the knob and peeked inside, seeing two people asleep in each other's arms on the hospital bed. His expression was somewhat complex, and he quietly closed the door and had his attendant push him away.

Andrew followed Silas out, and Silas pulled him aside, asking in a low voice, "Tell me the truth, how did Mr. Clemens get hurt?"

Andrew hesitated. "Well..."

"Don't lie to me. I can tell when you're lying," Silas warned. "And if you don't tell me, I'll replace out myself."

Andrew knew he couldn't hide it, so he told Silas the truth.

"Why do they always end up in these situations?" Silas grumbled. "Maybe they're just not meant to be together."

"I've already got people looking into it. Don't worry," Andrew said. "This wasn't Ms. James's fault. Mr. Clemens rushed in to protect her. Anyway, it's good they're back together now."

"Whether it's a blessing or a curse, who knows," Silas sighed. "Take good care of Mr. Clemens, and let me know if anything changes."

"Got it, don't worry," Andrew reassured him.

After Silas left, Dahlia showed up with a few assistant doctors. She asked, "How's Mr. Clemens? Is he awake?"

"He woke up a bit ago. So far, so good," Andrew said.

"He woke up? Why didn't you call me?" Dahlia hurried toward the room.

"Hey, wait a minute..." Andrew tried to stop her, but Dahlia had already opened the door.

Seeing the scene inside, she was momentarily stunned, then quickly stepped back and whispered to Andrew, "Why didn't you tell me?" Andrew sighed, "I was just about to..."

"Andrew!" Micah's voice interrupted; he had woken up.

"Yes, I'm here," Andrew quickly responded from the door.

"Everyone leave and come back in half an hour," Micah ordered, his voice hoarse.

"Yes, understood." Andrew said and motioned for everyone to leave.

Inside the room, Sadie rubbed her eyes and tried to get out of bed without touching Micah. But Micah held her tightly, not wanting to let go. He said, "Just a little longer." "It's time to get up. Everyone outside is waiting." Sadie said softly, feeling a bit embarrassed. She knew Dahlia had just come in, and Micah's injuries needed attention. "Let them wait." Micah whispered, pressing his forehead against hers, his nose gently brushing against hers.

"Micah." Sadie cupped his face, hesitating to ask about his condition.

"Hmm?" Micah's lips lightly brushed against her cheek.

"You..." Sadie almost asked but held back. She said, "You need to change your bandages."