Calista looked at the page that Lucian had turned to. The elegant handwriting differed significantly from his sharp and vigorous handwriting.She couldn't help but reminisce. It was the day she crouched between the couch and the coffee table. She had meticulously pieced together all of those forgotten memories. When she first learned about Lucian's illness, she was sad and worried. The sweetness that should've accompanied those memories was dulled. Now, with Lucian by her side in good health, her heart brimmed with sweetness despite his memory loss.Lucian became uneasy when he noticed her observing the diary silently. He was aware that Calista's handwriting resembled this, but her silence left him uncertain."Could it be that… you didn't write these?"Calista didn't want to entertain such a foolish question. He already knew the answer, and the handwriting easily confirmed it.The more she stayed silent, the more Lucian stubbornly pressed for an answer. "Callie, did you write
Kenneth seemed to have more to say, but someone had come for Calista. Thus, the unpleasant conversation came to an end.After he left, the intern who had approached her for advice asked in a teasing manner, "Hey, Ms. Claude. Kenneth is always hovering around you and acting all affectionate. Has he fallen in love with you?"Everyone in the museum knew that Kenneth hailed from a distinguished family. Although he hadn't flaunted it, he hadn't kept a low profile either. He had not majored in this particular field and showed no passion for the profession. He did not have to stay. Yet, not only had he stayed, he had even remained for a long time. Everyone knew that he had a hidden agenda.Calista frowned and rebuked, "That's not funny. I'm married. My husband is a possessive man who gets jealous easily."The intern smiled and immediately apologized. "I'm sorry, Ms. Claude. My tongue slipped. Don't tell Mr. Northwood about this. Otherwise, I'm done for."For the rest of the day, Kennet
"I looked into Kenneth Forger and found a name that seems familiar to me. I think…" Lucian started.He frowned and tried his best to remember. However, he couldn't recall any relevant clues. "I think I knew her."Calista wasn't surprised to hear that he had investigated Kenneth. The Forgers were well-known political figures. It was normal for their social circles to overlap."Who are you talking about?""Cailyn Webster. This name sounds somewhat familiar."Calista stiffened, but she quickly recomposed herself. She stared at the menu and tried her best to keep a straight face."I don't remember you knowing anyone by that name. If it sounds familiar, it's probably because it's a common name."Lucian stared at her. There seemed to be a lot going on in his mind. She couldn't tell if he believed her or not."I see…" The topic was quickly passed over with neither bringing it up again. However, Calista felt nervous and was absent-minded throughout the meal. Kenneth knew Cailyn? Sh
Calista's words gave Lucian the confidence boost he needed. He leveled a frown at Selena."Stop trying to sow discord between me and Callie, Mom. We're married. We'll support each other through thick and thin. We won't give up on each other no matter what happens."Selena glared at him in disapproval. "Look at you acting all innocent. You're lucky to have found Callie. Any other person would've swindled you for all you're worth."She placed herself next to Calista, indicating her disdain for him through her actions. "Ignore him, Callie. Let's pick out an invitation."Calista rubbed the back of her neck. She had buried her head in work these past few days, leaving her feeling drowsy all day long."Okay."When Lucian noticed her tiredness, he immediately gave her a massage with the right amount of force. It soothed the ache in her neck. Even her dizziness had been eased.Selena eagerly opened the album. "These are a few of the invitation designs I previously selected. Take a look,
After Timothy received his shot, they left the hospital. Yara yawned. "You should take a taxi home on your own. I'm so tired. I just want to go home and sleep."Fortunately, she had been smart enough to drive herself when she left. Otherwise, she would've had to return with Timothy.As she opened the car door and bent down to get in, Timothy grabbed her. "I just got an injection, and it's not easy to find a taxi this late at night. Are you planning to just leave me here?"Yara leveled him with a bewildered stare. "You're a man. Why are you the one concerned about being attacked?"Timothy looked at her in silence. Even though he said nothing, Yara caved. The two were stuck in a stalemate on the deserted street. After a while, she opened the car door with a frustrated look. "Let's go. I'll drop you off. Just my luck to get myself involved in this mess."He heard her sarcastic quip despite her muttering under her breath. A smirk played on his lips as he got into the passenger seat.
Timothy let out a helpless sigh at Yara's apparent cluelessness. She failed to grasp what he was trying to say. He took her hand and led her upstairs.Although was still winter, his palm was unusually warm. Yara felt as if she had dipped her cold hand into lava. It was such a comfortable feeling that she couldn't help but extend her other hand as well. She gave Timothy a look, signaling for him to grab it.He smiled at her pushiness. He took her outstretched hand and immediately broke into a frown. "Why are you so cold?"Many women had cold hands and feet in winter. Yara didn't think it was something worth fussing over. "Sir, it's winter."Timothy, however, wasn't as indifferent as she was. "I know a renowned doctor who practices holistic medicine. I'm setting up an appointment for you.""I don't want to."Medicinal herbs were usually bitter. If she were to undergo treatment, it would take at least two weeks. Yara wasn't keen on putting herself through that suffering. Her hands a
That weekend, Lucian set up an appointment with the staff from the bridal studio and brought Calista along. She was going to be picking how the venue would be styled.The consultant first showed them several sets of photos of the site layout featuring various styles of decor. "Take a look. See if there are any that catch your eye."As Lucian studied the video with bouquets everywhere, a familiar scene flashed in his mind. It was in a place just like it with flowers piled up everywhere. He was wearing a black suit and holding up a dark ring box as he repeatedly rehearsed the proposal to himself.He was awkwardly down on one knee. Although he didn't stumble over his words, every word that came out of his mouth sounded wrong. He repeated the lines over and over again like an inexperienced teenager. He closed his eyes. The place looked like a restaurant.But Lucian couldn't remember ever doing such a thing. He and Calista were already married when he still had his memories. There wou
Hector was accustomed to military life. When he got excited, he treated Calista like one of his soldiers, which led to his arm around her shoulder out of habit."Listen to me… Ouch…"He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his knuckles from someone's bone-crushing grip. He gasped and turned to look back with a grimace. Hector was met with Lucian's cold gaze as the latter slowly peeled the former's hand off of Calista's shoulder."You can talk all you want, but keep your hands to yourself."Hector was at a loss for words.If Lucian hadn't twisted his hand, he wouldn't have noticed at all. In any case, wasn't it normal to casually drape an arm around someone's shoulder in today's society?However, if any man were to put his arm around his wife the way he was doing, he wouldn't be pleased either. But, he wasn't going to admit that to Lucian. Otherwise, there was no telling how smug Lucian was going to be."We're as close as siblings. What's wrong with me putting my arm around her?"Despi