Chapter 0287 Chapter 0287 Suzy stared at the man standing in front of her It was Dylan, without a doubt, but something about his eyes was off-like he didn't recognize her at all.
Riley noticed it too and asked bluntly, "You don't recognize Boss?" Dylan glanced at Riley but didn't respond. Instead, he pointed at Victor and asked Suzy, He e just said you're my wife. Is that true?" "No," Suzy replied with a faint smile.
"If you're not my wife, then why are you here looking for me?" Dylan's sharp gaze locked onto her. "I've lost my memory, not my intelligence." Victor stepped forward, his expression one of disbelief. "Dylan, are you saying you've lost your memory?" "Who are you?" Dylan asked, ignoring the question.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtVictor hurriedly introduced himself. "I'm Victor Steele. We grew up together-we've been best friends since we were kids." "If you're my best friend, and you said she's my wife earlier, then that means it must be true," Suzy took a deep breath, her lips curling into a cold smile. "Dylan, I don't care if you've really lost your memory or if you're just pretending. Listen carefully: I'm not your wife. I'm your ex-wife." Dylan frowned deeply. "If you're my ex-wife, then why did he just call you my wife?" "Because he has a big mouth," Suzy said, shooting Victor a glare.
Victor shifted uncomfortably and mumbled, "Well, since we've found you, I'd better call Madam Grace and let her know the good news!" Without waiting for a response, he turned and left in a hurry.
Suzy decided there was no reason for her to stay any longer. She didn't believe for a second that Dylan had really lost his memory. Now that he'd been found, her involvement was over.
Turning to Riley, she said, "You handle the rest." With that, she headed toward the door.
"Wait!" Chapter 0287 +26 BONUS Suzy ignored him and kept walking.
"She saved me, and you don't even have a word of thanks?" Suzy kept walking, ignoring him entirely. No matter what Dylan said, she acted like she didn't hear him, her steps faltering.
Suddenly, he grabbed her hand. "Are you always this rude?" Suzy yanked her hand free and snapped, "First of all, the one she saved is you, not me. Second, do you really think shouting at people counts as polite?" Dylan, completely unfazed, replied as if it were the most natural thing in the world, You're my wife. She saved your husband. Doesn't that mean you owe her a thank you?" Suzy was utterly speechless. "Ex-wife. Got it?" "An ex-wife is still a wife," Dylan said, his gaze dark and unwavering as it bore into hers." We were married, and that makes us family. So, from now on, you'll be helpingrecover my lost memories." What kind of twisted logic was that?
And why, if he'd supposedly lost his memory, was his attitude the exact sas before? He wasn't even ΕΠ trying to act differently.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSuzy let out a laugh, her frustration boiling over. "You've clearly hit your head. Otherwise how could you spout such shameless nonsense without a second thought?" It wasn't just his words that were shameless, but his behavior was even worse.
No matter how many times Suzy reminded him that they were divorced, Dylan stuck to her like glue.
His reasoning was...
"A wife knows her husband better than anyone so it's your duty to helpget my memory back."
At first, Suzy was convinced he was faking the memory loss, but after repeated hypnosis sessions, the results confirmed it-he genuinely had amnesia. She had hypnotized him twice, and both times the outcwas the same.
Still, Suzy wasn't entirely convinced. She arranged a private conversation with Ava.
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