When Angelo finished munching on the food left on Anton’s table, he hurried out of his office. He looked for Aimie’s older brother in the corners of the station, intending to find the ugly-looking man. The station staff was surprised by the actions of their chief’s younger sister because it looked like the girl was looking for something. So they pushed each other to decide who would approach the beloved sister of their chief. “Are you looking for something?” During their hustle, one unlucky policeman was pushed hard towards Angelo’s direction. The policeman had no choice but to approach the younger sister of their chief and ask her if, needed help in finding what she was looking for: “I’m looking for that ugly-looking man named Anton,” Angelo said seriously, while his attention stayed on the plant in one corner of the station because it looked like a Christmas tree in his eyes. “It’s not Christmas yet. Why do they have a plant that looks like a Christmas

When they are were almost near Mark’s residence, they immediately saw numerous police vehicles parked in front of the mansion- as if they were going to arrest a big-time criminal. Angelo was immediately surprised and thought to himself: “Did Mark do something against the law, and now the police are arresting him?” Angelo smiled at what he thought because if ever his thoughts came true- that the ugly-looking man had done something illegal, Mark would most likely; be arrested by the police, and when that happens, he would be the only person who would live in Mark’s house that is as big as a mansion. Above all, he will automatically be in charge of Mark’s assets; because the body she possesses is the legal wife of that ugly Mark. “Go ahead, policemen, arrest that criminal!” In his mind, Angelo looked like a crazy person who is finally having his long-lost freedom. “Hehehe, this is nice, a lot of money suddenly came into my possession. I can even t

“Look, bro, I lost my memories, and because I lost my precious memories, I don’t- remember anything. I can’t answer your question about whether or not I love that ugly human being. But maybe your sister loves that ugly human being since she married that ugly-looking bastard named Mark. And I don’t have a choice but to endure the situation I’m in,” Angelo explained to Anton. “Since I’m already here in this situation, I’ll just grab this chance to swindle Mark’s money and might as well steal a lot of valuables from his house.” “And you’ve become greedy now,” Anton raised an eyebrow at his sister’s words- their family doesn’t fall short on money, but why did his younger sister become a slave to money after she had amnesia. “Don’t say that you only agreed to marry Mark- so that you can provide for that ass-faced Josiah.” “You’re just repeating your words, bro, to the point that I’m starting- to get dizzy. I don’t even know Josiah. Want me to feed these shoes of mine to y

“Seriously, who would call that ugly Homosapien as hubby. I would rather eat disgusting foods than call him in a sickly sweet endearment.” Angelo said to himself while trembling in repugnance at what Anton suggested. “Can’t I stick to calling him ugly Homosapien? Seriously, it gives me shudders imagining myself calling him with cheesy endearments. Imagining myself calling him with some disgustingly sweet name makes me want to faint in disgust.” Angelo suddenly has goosebumps all over his body while imagining himself- who’s the most handsome guy in the face of the earth calling that bastard Mark- a hubby, or much worst, calling him sugar plum. “So obnoxious.” Seeing his younger sister rub her arms harshly as if she loathes calling her husband some romantic names, he can’t help but shake his head in helplessness since it looks like he can’t talk in a usual way to his younger sister- who completely lost her memories. “Do whatever you want,” Anton resigned t

“Sure,” Angelo replied, and the two went towards the direction- of Mark’s house. Mark gestured to his wife to seat; on the couch when the two of them finally arrived inside- of Mark’s office. When Angelo became comfortable- in his place did Mark only take his seat on the opposite side of the couch. “So, what’s the important thing you want to talk about?” Angelo curiously asked as he crossed his leg. “Before I tell you, do you want to eat some snacks?” Hearing what Mark had asked him, Angelo can not help; but swallow down his saliva. He’s like a dog who’s been tamed all because of food. “Sure.” Angelo’s eyes glittered as he replied to Mark. The latter can’t help but smile inwardly; as he saw his wife’s shining eyes as if she had heard the most alluring melody in her ears. Mark then rang the intercom to inform one of the attendants to prepare some snacks. It took only a couple of minutes for the delectable snacks to arrive. The attendant