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He interjected a few times, trying to reassure her and ensure she wasn’t overwhelmed. He worried the information would harm her recovery, but she fought through, forcing food down and working to determine what could have been the source of her poisoning.

After talking through it, they identified her toothpaste as a possible culprit. He shook his head at the development, his mind reeling as he considered the bold, chilling move of his ex-wife poisoning Julia’s toothpaste.

The thought made him sick. If she could do this, what else was she capable of?

Kyle left to retrieve the toothpaste being delivered by James for testing. After a kiss on her cheek, Alicia left to update Ethan, and Sierra followed Kyle to visit with James.

Grant offered his daughter a fleeting smile as she disappeared from the room before he returned his gaze to his wife.

She offered him a concerned smile as she cupped his face in her hand. “And that leaves you. Please tell me you’ve gone home at least once.”

Typical Julia. She sat in a hospital bed after having been poisoned, concerned about whether or not he’d taken a break. He cocked his head, silently answering her question.

With a small sigh, she asked, “Have you slept?”

“I’m fine. There was no way I was leaving you. Although we really have to stop meeting like this.” He leaned forward to kiss her lightly. Any need for sleep vanished as the exuberance over her awakening coursed through him.

“At least this time I remember you.”

Grant caressed her cheek as the memory of her amnesia jolted him. “Don’t joke. That was awful, Juls.”

“Yes, it was. And it was all a result of Lydia. How did she get out of jail?”

Grant eased into the chair next to her, keeping his hand tightly wrapped around hers. He didn’t want her to have to deal with Lydia or any of this mess. “She remarried.”

Julia’s eyes went wide. “Who married her?’

“Alexander Knight.”

Julia’s head fell back against the bed. “You’re kidding. He’s been in with her this entire time. But how did he pull this off?”

His annoyance grew as he recalled his meeting with his ex-wife. “Bribed a judge, most likely.”

“And she’s been making more threats?”

He drew the line there. He wouldn’t bother her with any of that. She needed to focus on her recovery and their future. He stared down at their clasped hands. “It’s nothing for you to worry about, Juls. I’m handling it.”

She shifted in the bed, concern etching her face, but before she could push it further, Kyle peered in. “Still up?”

“Yes,” she answered, “trying to convince your father to get some sleep.”

“Forget it. You can’t convince either of us to leave you alone while you’re not quite out of the woods,” Kyle said as he approached her bed.

Grant’s cell phone rang, and he tugged it from his pocket, glancing at the display before he shook his head. A second call from Caroline Foster, one of his loyal board members. He’d deal with it later.

“Take it if you need to,” Julia encouraged.

“No,” he said with a shake of his head. “It’s fine.”

“Grant, it’s fine,” she said with a pat on his hand. “Kyle’s here. I won’t be alone.”

“Yeah, I’ll be here,” Kyle said.

Grant ignored the conversation. “Did you find something?”

“The toothpaste tested positive,” Kyle answered.

“Who knew brushing your teeth could be deadly?” Julia said with a sigh and a shake of her head.