Caught In His Embrace A Second Chance Romance novel Chapter 382

"Josiah? If you don't say anything, I'm coming in!" After receiving no response for so long, Howard anxiously pushed the door open to enter.

The bathroom door swung open, and Josiah stood, dripping wet from the top, with water still dripping from his hair.

That wasn't all. Josiah's face was as pale as paper and seemed completely out of mind, moving like a ghost.

Howard thought, 'What's going on?' He wasn't sure what had happened, but he had learned from the nurse that Sienna had visited.

Howard thought, 'It must have something to do with Sienna. Seeing Josiah like this, had they gotten into another argument? And a serious one?'

Howard let out an almost inaudible sigh. "Josiah." He wanted to comfort Josiah, but he wasn't good with words.

Josiah forced a smile that looked more like he was about to cry. "Howard, you're here?"

"Yeah." Howard nodded, full of concern for Josiah. "Your clothes are soaked; go change into something dry. We have treatment later."

"Sure, Howard." Josiah's smile grew wider, but it was even more heartbreaking.

Howard couldn't bear to look and instructed the caregiver, "Support Mr. Flynn."

"Yes," the caregiver replied.

As Josiah went to change, Howard turned around, picked up his phone, and called Yvette. "Josiah has been found."

Howard's intent was to keep it from Yvette, hoping Sienna and Josiah could spend more time together. But now, things had soured between them. Maybe having someone else around Josiah would help.

After the call, Josiah changed his clothes and came out. The caregiver helped him lie down on the hospital bed.

A nurse came over to administer treatment and noticed his hand was bleeding. "Mr. Flynn's hand needs bandaging."

Howard hadn't noticed until the nurse mentioned it. He leaned closer and saw Josiah's hands covered in cuts and bruises, likely from smashing things earlier.

"Thank you," Howard replied.

"It's my duty," the nurse said as she fetched supplies. She cleaned Josiah's wound, applied medication, and bandaged it.

Howard looked at Josiah, unsure how to comfort him. Matters of the heart weren't Howard's forte.

"Josiah!" The door opened as Yvette was wheeled in by a caregiver. "What's happening?"

"You're here," Josiah said with a smile, shaking his head. "It's nothing, just a minor injury."

Yvette and Howard exchanged a look, not believing him. They've known each other since childhood—surely they could see through him. Josiah's injuries weren't just on the surface; the deeper wound was in his heart.

After the earlier commotion, Josiah's fever rose again.

The doctor came in for a check-up and prescribed more medication. He reprimanded, "How could you let him get soaked? He already has pneumonia; that's a serious mistake."

Howard instructed the caregiver, "From now on, keep a close watch on Mr. Flynn. If you can't handle it alone, I'll find someone to assist you."

"Yes, Mr. Flynn," the caregiver replied.

A high fever troubled Josiah's heart, making him drift in and out of consciousness.

Once out of the hospital room, Yvette, filled with questions, immediately asked Howard, "Was it Sienna?"

Howard remained silent and replied, "I don't know."

Yvette sneered, understanding the situation, "You deliberately withheld the news, didn't you? Just to let Sienna hurt Josiah?"

Howard wanted to defend himself but couldn't find the right words. "I didn't know it would end up like this."

"Howard!" Yvette shook her head in anger, "How many times have I told you that Sienna isn't sincere with Josiah, but you never believed."