Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 1062 Looked Ten Years Older

The car pulled into the courtyard, and everyone came out to greet them. Rodolfo quickly signaled for everyone to stay quiet and not disturb Micah. Micah was so exhausted he had fallen asleep in the back seat. Andrew looked at him with pity, not wanting to wake him.

"What happened?" Rebecca asked softly.

"He's just really tired and needs rest," Rodolfo whispered back. "Rebecca, can you get a room ready and prepare a hot bath for him?" "Sure, I'll take care of it right away," Rebecca said, hurrying off to make arrangements and ask the kitchen to prepare some food. Micah was still asleep in the car when a thunderclap jolted him awake. He opened his eyes and instinctively asked, "Was that thunder?" "Yeah, it's gonna rain," Andrew replied gently. "Micah, come inside and rest. Rebecca's got a bath ready for you."

Micah wiped his tired face and ordered, "Take me to Hillside Villa."

"What?" Andrew was stunned. "Now?"

"She's afraid of thunder," Micah said, trying to muster some energy. "She'll feel better if I'm there."

"But..."

"Hurry up!" Micah snapped impatiently.

"I... I heard Mr. Louis is staying at Hillside Villa," Andrew said hesitantly.

Micah's face darkened at the news. "If we go now, we might not even be able to get in," Andrew added weakly. "You're too tired; you should rest here."

Micah didn't respond and got out of the car. Andrew quickly followed him.

Back in his room, Micah looked at the familiar big bed and the wedding photo on the bedside table, feeling conflicted. He stood at the foot of the bed, quietly staring at the photo, lost in memories.

"Mr. Clemens, please eat something," Rebecca said, bringing in a plate of spaghetti. "I just made this for you. It was your favorite."

"Thanks," Micah said, snapping out of his thoughts and sitting at the table to eat. Rebecca watched his tired face, tears welling up in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Micah asked, noticing her sad expression. "Why are you crying?"

"I just feel so sorry for you," Rebecca choked up. "You're so young and under so much pressure. In just a few days, you look like you've aged years." "Do I look old?" Micah asked, touching his face.

"Alright," Andrew interjected. "Rebecca, you should go rest and let Micah get some sleep. He hasn't slept for seven days and nights."

"What? That's really bad for your health," Rebecca said anxiously, beginning to fuss. "Not sleeping will ruin your body."

"Yes, so he needs to rest now," Andrew said, gently pushing Rebecca out of the room. He turned back to Micah. "Don't mind her nagging. She's just worried." "Maybe I am getting older," Micah sighed. "I've been feeling a lot of issues with my body lately. I never thought I'd see this day."

"You're just too tired," Andrew said sympathetically. "Should I call Dahlia to check on you?"

"No need," Micah shook his head. "You said I'm just tired. What could she possibly find?"

"True. If there's really something wrong, we should see Dr. Henry instead," Andrew said, doubting Dahlia's skills after recent events.

Hearing Dr. Henry's name, Micah suddenly remembered asking about his eyes before leaving Hillside Villa. Could there really be a problem?

Another clap of thunder startled Micah. He turned to look out the window, feeling uneasy. He picked up his phone to call Sadie, only to find he couldn't get through. He had been blocked.