Helen scrolled through the endless messages from Zac, each one filled with questions and pleas:“Where are you staying now?“Why did you disappear without a word five years ago? Where have you been all this time?“Tell me where you are. I’ll come find you.“I went to your old place, and the landlord said you moved out.“Can’t you at least respond? I know I messed up, even though I don’t know how. Just tell me what I did wrong, and I’ll fix it! If nothing else, at least let me understand why!”Helen read through his messages, groaning as she flopped onto her bed. Frustrated, she pulled the blanket over her head, only to rip it off moments later, feeling suffocated. Her freshly washed hair ended up in a tangled mess as she ruffled it furiously. “Zac White, you’re so annoying!” she muttered to herself. “I should’ve just given you a fake number.” Unable to hold back her irritation, she grabbed her phone and typed a furious response. “Zac, you’re a total jerk. Messing around
Late at night, Bay Amusement Park had already closed. The manager and staff had all gone home, leaving only Justin and William guarding outside the surveillance room.William didn’t like seeing his boss so despondent. Glancing at his watch, it was already past 11 p.m. He stepped forward and knocked on the door. “Mr. Yates, it’s time to go home.”“Go home?”Justin let out a bitter, self-mocking laugh.Without Emily, did he even have a home?He sighed heavily, closed his eyes, and swallowed his bitterness.He was absolutely certain that the profile in the photo was Emily. He hadn’t mistaken her.But after searching through the surveillance footage all day, zooming in and meticulously examining every detail, he still hadn’t found the image of that profile from the photo.Was Emily avoiding him?Was she punishing him? If so, he was willing to accept it. But after the punishment, could she come back?Justin stood up from his chair.A loud thud echoed in the surveillance room. Wil
At Mistletoe Villa, Haley, Helen and Alex were exhausted after a full day out yesterday. They decided to spend the day resting at home. After breakfast, Helen made a video call back home. Since she had blocked Zac, her phone was no longer bombarded with his messages, and the world felt much quieter. The video connected, showing Evelyn’s side of the world, where it was nighttime, and they had just finished dinner. Sitting on the couch together, they greeted everyone before Helen turned to Wilfred. “Wilfred, we left in such a rush, and the art exhibition is missing a few paintings. Could you bring them over when you come?” “Of course,” Wilfred replied, his rich, cello-like voice carrying a distinct accent that was undeniably pleasant to hear. Haley tilted her head closer to the screen and added gratefully, “Thank you, Wilfred. I’ll send you the photos in a bit.” Every completed painting of hers was photographed and cataloged on her phone to help the gallery organize and
After Helen headed upstairs to her room, Haley stayed in the living room, sitting beside Alex and quietly listening to the brothers’ slightly childish conversation. Most of the talking came from Alex, while Chase occasionally chimed in with a word or two.Alex and Chase talked for quite a while before Haley checked the time. Knowing Chase had been spending a lot of time in front of the computer lately, she didn’t want him to strain his eyes—especially at his age. She ruffled Alex’s hair and gently said, “Your brother needs to rest. Let him go now, okay?”“Alright.” Alex obediently handed the tablet back to his mom and waved at the screen with a bright smile. “Goodnight, Chase!”“Goodnight,” Chase replied.Haley took the tablet and couldn’t help but give her eldest son a few motherly reminders. “Chase, don’t overwork yourself. Take care of your eyes, especially now while you’re still growing. And try to get to bed earlier at night.”“I know, Mom.” Chase’s reply was crisp and poli
She was the only one who wasn’t diligent.Turning on her heel, Helen headed back to her room. She changed into a dress, grabbed her bag, and without bothering to bring any bodyguard, drove herself to the spa.Meanwhile, Zac tossed his phone aside, his expression dejected. “I didn’t mean for it to come out like that,” he muttered to himself. Seeing Helen alive and knowing she was right here in Lincourt City should have been a relief, yet she still felt so out of reach. What should he do? He rubbed his temples in frustration. Matters of the heart were proving far more complicated than the medical world he excelled in. And then it hit him—Alex. That day, he had seen Alex and Helen together at the restaurant. Picking up his phone, he dialed Justin, hoping to get Alex’s contact information. “What do you need Alex’s number for?” Justin asked as he handed off a signed document to Sam. Sam silently took the documents, gave a slight nod, and left the office.Caught off g
Zac frowned. Now he finally understood where the misunderstanding had come from, but he didn’t even have a chance to explain.He pulled up Alex’s number, but just before dialing, his thumb hovered over the screen. He couldn’t act impulsively again. He needed to organize his thoughts and choose his words carefully.A knock on the office door interrupted his thoughts. “Come in,” he said.His assistant entered, holding a file. “Dr. White, this is Miss Xander’s medical examination report.”“So soon?” Zac was surprised.The assistant glanced at the clock. “Dr. White, you’re the one who set the rule that reports should be ready within two hours. Isn’t this what you wanted?”Zac glanced at the wall clock. Had he really spent two hours just sitting here, lost in thought?“Ahem, alright, hand it over,” Zac said, coughing lightly as he took the file. As the head of the department, it wouldn’t look good if his staff caught him slacking off during work hours.“Close the door on your way
The villa showed clear signs of regular cleaning. Wilfred and Haley exchanged a knowing smile. It was obvious they were both recalling the time, five years ago, when she had attended a private art exhibition.“Oh, come on, you two,” Helen interrupted as they reached the parking lot, putting her phone away and abandoning her concern over her complexion. “Stop reminiscing in the middle of the road. Let’s get in the car and catch up at home. It’s only been a few days since you’ve seen each other.”“I’ve already made a dinner reservation at the restaurant,” Helen added. “It’s a welcome meal to thank you for helping transport the artwork.”As the bodyguard stepped forward to open the car door, Wilfred finally set Alex down and helped him climb into the car. Behind them, other bodyguards were loading the paintings into separate vehicles.Helen walked over and gave them a quick reminder. “Be careful! Don’t damage the artwork.” Once everything was securely packed, she got into the car la
By early evening, Haley was all dressed up and ready to leave. She joined Wilfred in the car as they set off together. Helen and Alex stood outside the car, waving enthusiastically. “See you later!” “Bye, Mommy! Bye, Uncle Wilfred!” As the convoy drove off, Helen glanced down at Alex, and the two exchanged mischievous smiles. With the two authority figures out of the house, they were free to enjoy themselves. Back inside, Helen grabbed her bag from her bedroom and headed downstairs. Alex stood in the living room, frequently checking his watch. “Aunt Helen, hurry up! We’re going to be late!” “Oh, stop rushing me! There’s plenty of time. The mall won’t close so early,” Helen said as she came down the stairs, taking Alex’s hand and strolling confidently out the front door. On the way out, she turned to the guards at the entrance. “Keep an eye on the house. We’re heading out for a bit.” “Yes, Miss Helen,” one of the bodyguards replied.Helen led Alex to the undergroun
At the very center of the photo stood Emma, a year younger than the rest. Beside her, shoulder to shoulder, was the real Justin Yates in his college years.His expression darkened for a split second before he caught himself and quickly masked it. He covered it well—furrowing his brows, pretending to study the photo with a blank look, like he wanted to remember something but couldn’t quite grasp it.“This picture… I don’t remember it,” he said, feigning confusion. “But wait—why are you in it, too?” He pointed at the image, his tone naive and questioning.Haley lowered her gaze and answered calmly, “It’s your college graduation photo. From Haven State. The girl standing next to you is Emma.“She’s the one who saved your life. You spent years searching for her… the ‘one true love’ you couldn’t forget.”She didn’t even know what she felt as she said it. Maybe she just wanted to help him recover what he had lost. Maybe that was all.But Justin shook his head, flustered. “No, that’s
After they finished walking around the school, Justin suggested seeing a movie.According to Alex’s strategy notebook, watching a movie together was a great way to build intimacy—especially in a dark theater, sitting close together. The earlier plan at the school had worked pretty well, so Justin was eager to keep following his son’s guide. Later that evening, he also planned to take her to a bustling night market—more shared experiences, more bonding.“There’s a new movie out. Want to go see it with me?” he asked hopefully.“No need,” Haley replied flatly. “Didn’t you say you wanted to recover your memory? Since we’ve already seen your high school, let’s stop by the Yates family estate. Maybe being there will help jog your memory too.”She wasn’t interested in the movie date. If they were going to revisit the past, she wanted to get it over with in one go so there would be no excuses to keep dragging her around next time. Yes, she was grateful that he had saved her life on t
“That was my seat.” Justin led her to a desk near the middle of the classroom, pointing it out. “This is where I used to sit. My deskmate back then was Zac.”He blinked in confusion. “Why do the textbooks look different?”Haley flipped open one of the books left behind by a current student. A name she didn’t recognize was written inside the cover. Probably a student from the current class. No wonder the textbooks were different. Justin’s memory was still stuck in his senior year, but those students would have graduated by now. These must be juniors who had just moved up.Still, something didn’t add up. When she found him injured years ago, he had been wearing a foreign school uniform. Judging by the look of it, he must have been studying abroad. So how was he suddenly enrolled in a high school in Haven State?The question lingered in her mind, so she asked. Of course, she didn’t mention the fact that she had found him half-dead in a trash bin.“I already graduated overseas,” Jus
In the Vice President’s office, Harry sat behind his desk, scowling, his face etched with frustration.The door clicked open, and Jacob stepped in, locking it behind him.“Son, finally!” Harry slammed his palm on the desk. “That little bastard actually woke up! A vegetable! How the hell does someone just wake up from that?!”By now, word of Justin’s recovery and his meeting that morning with Chairman Quinn had spread through the upper ranks of RC Corporation. To be more accurate, the rumors had already started circulating yesterday, the moment he showed up on the executive floor.“Calm down, Dad,” Jacob said, pulling out a chair and taking a seat. His voice was low, his expression unreadable. “Yes, he woke up, but I heard from people in the exec suite that he might have amnesia. They say Sam prepped everything for his meeting with Quinn. Justin was just parroting a script.”“You serious?” Harry’s eyes lit up, the frustration melting into something sharper.“My source isn’t 100%
“Sis, I’m pretty handsome, right?” Justin asked, grinning proudly.And just like that, his voice shattered the illusion Haley had briefly fallen into.She gave him a look. “Don’t flatter yourself. Let’s go.”The two headed downstairs, where William was already waiting to drive them to RC Corporation. He pulled into the underground parking garage, and they made their way up to the executive floor.Inside the president’s office, Haley still wasn’t fully at ease. She had him run through the negotiation script one more time, rehearsing the key points like a stage play. Only when Justin delivered his lines with calm precision did she finally relax.“This shipment is critical for the international project’s timeline,” she reminded him. “You read through the materials yesterday—you get how important this is, right?”Justin nodded.“Don’t stress too much. Just channel that cool, commanding energy you had a minute ago,” Haley said, coaching him seriously. “Get in there and bluff your way
Following Haley into the kitchen, Justin was about to speak when he caught the sound of her voice—she was chatting with Helen.Haley had just poured herself a glass of water from the fridge. Helen, as always, was talking non-stop at her side.“Sis, with Justin calling you ‘sis’ every day, doesn’t it kinda feel like you’ve got yourself a younger, puppy-eyed boyfriend?” Her tone was teasing, full of mischief. “Kinda like that matchmaking event I set up for you back then.”She nudged Haley’s shoulder, waggling her eyebrows suggestively.That one line pulled both of them back to that night at the bar.Haley shot her a look. “You’re pregnant. Can you not let your imagination run wild for once? If you’re that curious, have Zac call you ‘sis’ every night.”“Oh, come on. What’s the harm in a little gossip?” Helen giggled. “Honestly though, this amnesia version of Justin is kind of adorable. All innocent and wide-eyed. You’re telling me you don’t feel anything?”“No,” Haley answered flat
Haley pressed her fingers to her temple, her headache building. “Prepare a full briefing. I want all the contract details, background on the partner company, and a response script. He needs to memorize everything by tomorrow. He’s going to that meeting.”She gestured toward Justin, clearly making him responsible.“Yes, ma’am,” Sam replied.“And one more thing,” Haley added, her tone sharp. “Find a new supplier. Once this delivery is done, terminate the contract. We’re not working with unreliable partners.”“Understood.”As Sam left, Haley turned to Justin, looking down at him from where she stood. “Memorize the talking points. Lock the key contract terms in your head. Tomorrow, you’re facing their CEO. Think you can handle it?”Justin blinked up at her with wide, innocent eyes. “Don’t worry, Sis. If it’s something you asked me to do, I’ll make sure I get it right!”*That evening at Mistletoe Villa, Helen had just returned from a prenatal checkup. Everyone was gathered in the l
“You want your memory back, right? Great. Go ahead and read through these files and sign off on them. That’ll jog your memory in no time.”Haley pushed the day’s workload onto Justin’s desk. Memory loss or not, she was sure his business instincts and decision-making skills were still in there somewhere.It was just like when she had lost her memory. Her painting skills and foreign languages had still been there, buried in her subconscious.Justin didn’t need to recall every detail of the past. As long as he could function in the office and resume his role as president, that was good enough.He froze. Sure, he wanted to grow closer to Haley and get her to care about him again, but going back to work so soon? That hadn’t exactly been the plan.Still, realizing what she wanted, he didn’t argue. Instead, he obediently picked up the first document and started reading carefully.Then, suddenly, he asked, “Sis, what’s the project timeline for the international expansion? I don’t remembe
Zac jogged off in a hurry, not daring to stick around and witness more of Justin’s embarrassment.Justin, having failed to sneak into Haley’s room, had no choice but to sulk back to the guest room the housekeeper had prepared for him.*The next morning, Haley came downstairs for breakfast. She hadn’t slept well—staying up late to work, only to get riled up by Justin all over again. The dark circles under her eyes were impossible to hide, no matter how much concealer she applied.She stepped into the dining room and spotted Justin already sitting at the table.“Morning, sis!” he chirped.He looked every bit the picture of youthful energy, dressed in a clean athletic tracksuit, his expression bright and full of life. He really did look like a high school senior.Haley took one look at his well-rested, cheerful face and felt an unexplainable surge of irritation rise in her chest.She didn’t say a word. Ignoring him completely, she walked to her seat and sat down. Her gaze swept t