It was late. The bedroom light was dim. Ellyn and Edward lay sleeping in the twin bassinets beside the bed.Nathan sat at the edge of the mattress, his back against the headboard. Elena lay stretched out beside him, her upper body propped on pillows, hair loose around her shoulders. She glanced toward the bassinets, then back at Nathan.“I still can’t believe it,” she said quietly. “I honestly don’t remember anything about you, Nathan.”“It’s okay if you don’t remember yet,” he answered gently. “You don’t have to force it.”She drew a breath. “Yeah, but I do believe you’re my husband now. I don’t know when I married you… but relax, this time I’m not going to doubt you.”Emotion flickered across Nathan’s face; he almost lost it. “Thank you for believing me,” he whispered. “If you’re ready, I’ll tell you a little at a time. Not everything tonight—your head’s still healing.”Elena nodded. “Start with something easy.”Nathan gave a small smile. “The first time we met was at a party Damian
That morning, soft sunlight spilled across Damian’s villa. Cool air drifted in through a slightly open window. In the bedroom, Elena slowly opened her eyes. The heaviness in her head from the night before had eased a little, though her heart was still full of questions. She rubbed her face gently, trying to settle her breathing.Small footsteps pattered outside the door. “Mommy… Mommy!” Alva’s cheerful voice called out. The door opened and the boy dashed in with Katty and Delya right behind him. All three of them were beaming.“Mommy’s awake!” Katty shouted, jumping onto the bed and hugging Elena tight. “Let’s go home, okay? We want to see Daddy!”Elena froze for a second at the word Daddy. Something strange shifted in her chest, but she gave them a small calming smile. “Yeah, Sweetheart… we’re going home today.”Alva climbed up beside her and pressed close to her side. “Mommy remember Daddy Nathan?”Elena nodded, her eyes growing a little misty. “Not yet, Honey. But we’re still going
Damian gazed at Elena, who remained silent, her eyes swollen from tears. His breath came heavy, as though he was carrying an invisible burden.“Nathan… is he really my husband?” Elena asked again, her voice trembling.Damian nodded slowly. “Yes, El. You married him… after we separated.”Elena shook her head, her face filled with confusion and panic. “So what they said is true? Everything feels so strange, Damian. Why did I have to suffer from amnesia?”Damian let out a long sigh, then reached for his phone on the table. “I know you won’t believe just my words. I’ll show you something.”Elena stared at Damian with tear-filled eyes, waiting silently. He opened his phone gallery and showed her a photo. In the picture, Elena was wearing an elegant gown, standing beside a man with a calm face and a warm smile—Nathan.“This…” Elena’s voice caught. “That’s… me?”Damian nodded gently. “Yes. That’s your wedding photo with Nathan. I got it from a news post.”Elena stared at the photo for a long
Chapter 181Elena closed Alva’s bedroom door softly after making sure her son was sound asleep. His small, even breaths eased her a little. She looked at his innocent face and whispered, “Sleep well, son…”She turned and walked into the main room. The warm glow of the yellow lamp softened the space. Damian sat at the small table by the window, focused on his laptop screen. Papers lay scattered around him—café layout sketches and menu drafts.Elena came over and sat in the chair beside him. She studied Damian’s face: tired, with a tight line between his brows.“You’re not sleeping yet?” Elena asked quietly.Damian glanced over and gave a thin smile. “Not yet. There’s still a lot to finish.”Elena nodded, then noticed how stiff his shoulders looked. Without thinking, she reached out and gently rubbed them. “They must be sore, huh?”Damian flinched and reflexively knocked her hand away. “Don’t, El.”Elena stared at him, confused. “Why?”Damian swallowed; his expression tightened. “I… I d
Damian’s car stopped in front of a small tropical-style villa. Located on the outskirts of the city, the building was simple, but clean and comfortable. Tall trees surrounded the area, making the atmosphere feel calm and far from the noise.Elena slowly opened the car door. She looked at the villa with a furrowed brow. “Damian… we’re staying here?” she asked softly.Damian turned and gave a short nod. “Yes. For now, we’re staying here.”Katty and Delya got out of the back seat first, followed by Alva who immediately grabbed Elena’s hand.“But… this isn’t our house, right?” Elena was still trying to be sure. “I don’t remember us living in a villa…”Damian gave a small smile. “It’s not. This wasn’t our home before.”Elena looked at him, confused. “Then... what happened to your parents? Your mom and dad… my in-laws?”Damian was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath. “They’re… not here anymore, Elena.”“What do you mean?”“Lancaster went bankrupt a long time ago. Mom… is now in a m
Damian parked his car right in front of the Drake Sebastian (Nathan) family mansion. The morning air was still cool, but his heart felt heavy. He wasn’t entirely sure about this decision. But he knew, this wasn’t about him. It was about Elena and Nathan’s relationship.As soon as Damian stepped out of the car, the front door swung open. Elena ran outside with a glowing face.“Damian!” she called out.Before Damian could say anything, Elena immediately threw her arms around him.“I knew you’d come... I knew you wouldn’t leave me…” Elena whispered, burying her face in Damian’s chest.Damian was slightly surprised, then slowly returned the hug. But soon, he gently pulled away.“Elena… that’s enough for now,” Damian said calmly.Elena looked at him with a furrowed brow. “Why? Are you mad at me?”Before Damian could answer, Nathan appeared from behind the door. His expression was flat, but the look in his eyes couldn’t hide what he was feeling.“Damian…” Nathan said quietly, giving him a s