This girl was supposed to be suffering from mental impairment, right? Why was she so articulate?Adam could not help but feel amused.He shoved the box to Zoe. “Take it. Don’t let my heartfelt gesture go to waste.”Kyle looked at Adam. “I’m warning you, don’t try to do anything to Zoe.”Adam glanced at him. “Who’s the one trying to do anything to her? If not for her amnesia, do you think she’d marry you?”Upon hearing this, Zoe looked at Kyle in confusion. “What does Adam mean by that?”Why would she not marry Kyle if she had not lost her memory? Did she not like him before?Kyle stroked her head and said, “Be good and go inside first, Zoe.”“Okay, I’ll go in first.”Zoe nodded obediently and looked at Adam, bidding him farewell. “Bye-bye.”Then, she entered the house.As soon as Zoe left, Kyle’s expression instantly darkened. “What the hell do you want, Adam?”Adam looked at Kyle, his expression unreadable. “Listen closely, Kyle. I’ll take Zoe away and treat her amnesia.”
“Lemon is fine for now,” Blair told Solomon over the phone.Solomon hummed in confusion. “For now?”Blair turned to look at the computer on his desk, his dark eyes unreadable.Solomon continued, “I heard from Tracey that Lemon was poisoned. Was it treated?”Blair subconsciously clenched his fists, his narrowed eyes staring at the computer screen as he remained silent.“Master Blair, did something happen?” Solomon asked anxiously.Blair rubbed his temples, walked to the desk, and closed the laptop. “Don’t worry. It’s nothing.”Over the phone, Solomon paused before saying, “Alright then. Take care of yourself. Rory is also in Italee.”“I know,” Blair added, “Contact me if there are any developments in the hypnosis seminar.”“Got it.”After hanging up the phone, Blair placed it on the table. He raised his hand and looked at the needle mark on his arm with a serious expression.‘Mabes, you went so far just to get my blood, but what are you planning?‘Could it be that you alread
“I’ll pour you a glass of juice.”Tracey poured the juice and sat beside Mable, asking, “Mabes, how’s Lemon?”Mable’s eyes softened and warmed at the mention of Lemon. “She’s fine now.”“That’s good. I was thinking of going to the Mullers to see you and Lemon today, but...”Tracey paused, then looked at Mable cautiously. “Mabes, that day at the hospital, Blair only hit Rory because he was worried about Lemon. Don’t be angry...”Mable smiled. “I know. I’m not angry.”Rory had a nasty tongue, so it was his own fault that Blair hit him.Tracey asked, “Did you come find Blair for something?”Mable was silent for a few seconds before saying, “I wanted to talk to him about the divorce.”Tracey’s heart thumped.Sure enough, Mable still had not given up on the idea of divorcing Blair.“Mabes.” Tracey held Mable’s hand, her expression regretful. “You’ll regret it if you regain your memory one day.”Mable frowned slightly. “Regret what? Divorcing your brother?”Tracey nodded firmly.
Blair’s expression instantly sank at the mention of divorce.He looked at Mable and said solemnly, “If that’s what you want to talk about, then you can save your breath.”“Blair.”Before she could finish, he interrupted her words. “Mabes, I believe I’ve made myself crystal clear. No matter what you say or do, I’ll never agree to divorce you!”Mable stared into his eyes, her expression unreadable. She nodded somewhat thoughtfully. “...Then we won’t.”Blair’s eyes widened. He never expected Mable to say that.“We... We won’t?”Did he hear wrongly? Did she say that they would not divorce?Mable took a sip of tea to moisten her throat and said calmly, “I’m tired, Blair. I don’t want to be entangled with you anymore. I know your methods. If you insist on not getting a divorce, then it’s futile no matter what I do. In that case, I’ll take a step back and won’t divorce.”Blair stared at her, his eyes gradually growing darker.That was too unusual.Based on his understanding of Mabl
“Sorry.” Mable rubbed her temples and avoided his eyes.Blair asked, “Do you feel uncomfortable?”Mable shook her head. “I’m fine. I’m hungry. Let’s eat.”The waiter had already pushed the serving trolley over to deliver the dishes.Blair observed Mable’s expression and did not say anything more.Mable did not have much of an appetite and only ate a little before putting down her cutlery.After dinner, Blair sent her home.The two remained silent throughout the journey.Back at Muller Manor, Mable got out of the car and said, “Thanks.”“Mabes.”Blair wanted to reach out and grab her hand, but for some reason, he held back.He looked at her and said, “Since you decided not to divorce, let’s bring Lemon back to Richworth together.”Mable frowned. She did not want to go back to Dorland with Blair, but if she did not go with him, then...After contemplating for a moment, she said, “Let me think about it. I’ll give you an answer in a few days.”After a pause, she added, “Blair
In Muller Manor, Jeremiah went back to his bedroom with a furious expression and picked up his phone to call Rory.Soon, the call connected.Before Rory could speak, Jeremiah yelled angrily, “What the hell are you doing, Rory?”“Hm?”Rory chuckled softly. “Why are you so angry this late at night? Did something happen?”Jeremiah gripped the phone. “Astrid went to find Blair today... Did you incite her to do it?”Rory’s smile widened at his words. “I didn’t incite her. I suggested it.”Jeremiah was livid. “Is there a difference?”Rory said, “Mr. Muller, you should know how I treat Mable. If not for me, you wouldn’t have found her in the first place. If not for me, she would already be dead.”Jeremiah narrowed his eyes. “So? What are you trying to say?”Rory said, “I’m trying to tell you that I won’t hurt Mable. Everything I do is for her own good. Also, we have a common enemy—Blair. Thus, we should unite against him.”Jeremiah tightened his grip on his phone and gritted out. “
Jeremiah threw the phone on the table in anger, his expression dark.What exactly were they planning?...Meanwhile, after ending the call with Jeremiah, Rory chuckled softly. It seemed like he made the right move.For Lemon, Mable would do as he suggested.“The rest is up to you, Mable.”Just as he was thinking, his phone rang again.He looked at it and straightened up. “Hello, Mr. Hammond.”Wilbur’s voice sounded over the phone. “I’ve read the case you sent. Arrange some time for me to meet the patient.”“Okay. She’s not in Italee now. I’ll contact you again when she arrives.”Then, Rory asked, “Are you confident that you can cure her?”“About fifty to sixty percent.”Rory nodded. “Okay.”A success rate of fifty to sixty percent was already quite high.After hanging up the phone, he sent a message to Adam urging him to bring Zoe back as soon as possible....At the hotel, as soon as Blair arrived, Tracey surrounded him anxiously. “Blair, Blair, did Mabes talk about th
Two days later, Blair went to the Muller Mansion. He had given Mable two days to think, and now it was time for her to respond. Mable had anticipated Blair's visit and had informed the security guards at the entrance in advance. There was no obstruction this time, and the servant led Blair into the house.As he entered the living room, he saw Lemon on the carpet playing with toys. Mable was sitting on the nearby sofa, sketching something in her sketchbook."Miss Muller, Mr. Fowler is here," one of the servants informed.Mable raised her head and looked at Blair. It was a sunny day. The sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a halo on Blair's shoulders.Mable gazed at Blair, momentarily lost in thought."Mabes," Blair spoke her name, bringing her back to reality. She nodded and gestured to the sofa beside her. "You're here. Please have a seat."Blair did not sit immediately. Instead, he walked over to Lemon. "Little Lemon."Little Lemon looked up, her large black pe