After a long pause, Principal Wallace turned his gaze to Nash, his shock giving way to confusion. He did not understand why Nash was so concerned about this matter. "Why are you suddenly so interested? Even if the kidnapped girl wasn’t Nina, why does it matter to you?"Principal Wallace’s questions seemed genuine, not an attempt to hide anything or with any ill intent.Nash’s sharp gaze relaxed slightly, and he spoke in a calm tone. "I'm investigating something and came across this. I thought you could help clarify. The girl who was kidnapped wasn’t Nina, but she believes it was her and even shares the same name. If there was no intentional effort to hide the truth, how could she have these memories?"Principal Wallace’s expression kept changing."Principal Wallace, this happened at the school you managed. Can you provide an explanation?" Nash wanted a reasonable answer, suspecting there might be a larger conspiracy.Principal Wallace sighed deeply and sat up straight, ready to
Principal Wallace was taken aback, not expecting things to be like this. "I only just found out today. If I said anything inappropriate in the past, please don’t take it to heart."He had not forgotten his past attempts to matchmake Nina with Scott, including considering his own daughter."You're overthinking it, Principal Wallace," Nash said. "It's late, so I'll take my leave."Principal Wallace, being a cordial person, personally saw them out.---It was already early morning. Nina lay in bed, feeling her stomach growl with hunger. Lately, she had been getting hungry more often. Her cravings had intensified, with a particular fondness for salty and spicy foods. She could handle spicy food much better now.But she was also very tired and did not want to get up. She tried to sleep through it, curling up under the covers. Suddenly, she heard a noise, waking her up fully. It was the sound of knocking.She got up to answer the door. Opening it, she found Nash standing there, his ta
Hearing this, Nina instinctively clenched her fists and avoided his gaze. She was afraid she was being too self-centered. "You only want to change because you care. Why do you care so much?"Nash looked at her. "You’re my wife."Nina pursed her lips slightly and poked the tacos with her fork without eating. "Haven’t we already agreed to divorce? Just being your wife isn’t enough of a reason. You never tried to change for me before, so why now?"Nash simply watched her, seemingly deep in thought, without saying anything more.Feeling his gaze on her and seeing that he was not speaking, Nina stopped waiting and began to eat, keeping her head down."I think I’m falling for you.""Cough, cough, cough..."The light comment caught Nina off guard, causing her to choke on the spicy tacos. It burned her throat and made her feel awful.Seeing her struggle, Nash quickly poured her some water. "Are you okay? Drink some water!"Tears welled up in Nina’s eyes, blurring her vision, and she w
She sat on the bed, her gaze drifting toward the door, knowing that Nash was just outside. She could not fall asleep, her mind unable to calm down. She kept thinking about what Nash had said. When it came to this matter, she still felt a bit timid, unable to reveal her true feelings. Yet, she could not help but feel agitated.After a while, the door opened again. Nina looked up to see Nash walking in. She stared at him, just as she had the first time she saw him. She was unable to say a word and was simply looking at him openly.Nash held a cup of milk and placed it in front of her. "Drinking a glass of milk before bed is good for you. It’s sweet and can help relieve stress," he said in a low voice.Nina glanced at the milk and then at his arm, where veins slightly bulged. She felt a sense of déjà vu, as if she had experienced this moment before. Recently, she had felt very off. Not only was she becoming paranoid, but she was also recalling scenes she had not actually experienced.
Seeing that he really did not remember and had no impression of it, Nina felt a bit disappointed. She shook her head. "No, nothing else."Nash did not press further. Nina lay down, turning her back to him, avoiding his face. She had noticed his calm expression earlier. Why didn't he remember that Zac was him? Had he completely forgotten this part of his past? Even if so, he should remember his former name. Where did things go wrong?The more she thought about it, the more she felt trapped in a dead end. Frustrated, her head ached. She closed her eyes, trying to stop thinking. Nash tucked her in, watching her for a while until her breathing steadied. Then he quietly left the room.Taking out his phone, he saw numerous missed calls. He called back, his expression serious. On the other end, someone reported, "Mr. York, the company's stock has dropped several points because of the news about Miranda. We couldn't reach you and didn't know what to do. We need your decision."Na
Only by escaping these troubles could she establish herself in the entertainment industry, and the company would unconditionally stand by her side.Miranda had not walked far before she was recognized. "Isn't that the liar Miranda?" someone shouted.Seeing that she was recognized, Miranda panicked and instinctively covered her face."That's her! She's feeling guilty!"Despite wearing sunglasses and a mask, she was still recognized. One person speaking up drew the attention of many others, and soon she was surrounded."How dare you show your face? Aren't you afraid of getting hit with rotten eggs?""What face does she have left? If she had any decency, she wouldn't have done such despicable things!""Liar! You led your fans to cyberbully others. You deserve to go to hell!"Miranda looked at them, their faces fierce and menacing. Her face turned pale, and her heart trembled. She quickly tried to explain, "I didn't bully anyone online, and I didn't lie..."Smack!Someone grabbed
How could it be him?"What are you doing here?"Nina was still very cautious. She hadn't had much contact with him, only meeting once because of the situation with Miranda. His sudden appearance made her suspicious, wondering if he had followed her or had other motives.Wilfred's expression showed a bit of surprise, but he calmly said, "I live next door."Nina looked at him, not quite understanding what he meant.Seeing her wary and confused look, Wilfred pointed to the adjacent door and explained, "I'm your new neighbor."Nina looked at the open door next to hers and realized the empty apartment had been occupied. She turned back to Wilfred and asked, "When did you move in?""This morning.""I remember when I came to find you before, your workplace looked more like a place you lived," Nina said, thinking he had stayed there."No, I rest there when I'm busy, but I still need a private space."Nina recalled their previous encounters, which seemed a bit too coincidental.To ea
Although she had paid for the information, she still felt indebted."Maybe another time," Nina replied, not rejecting the offer directly. "Wait a moment. You gave me strawberries, so I'll give you something in return."She hurried inside her house. Wilfred did not follow her in, quietly waiting at the door. Nina had not planned on what to give him, but she spotted a few bottles of fresh milk and decided to grab them.Wilfred watched Nina’s retreating figure with a gentle smile and warmth in his eyes. When she turned back around, he quickly concealed his emotions."I don't have much at home, but I really like this milk. It's quite rich. I don't know if you'll like it," Nina said.Wilfred did not refuse, taking the two bottles of milk from her. "Thank you.""It's nothing. You've helped me, and I'll remember that.""You paid for the information. You don't owe me anything," Wilfred replied."Miranda's information wasn't just any information," Nina said. "Since you were willing to s