Semua Bab Mr. CEO, I Came Back To Love You: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Luces stared at the restaurant name, mounted above the door's entrance. Though the restaurant looked different, the name Cape Verde and the font style were the same. Then, his eyes panned to the glass windows of the same place. A memory flashed in his head. He saw himself, in a white shirt, smiling and waving outside. 'Why was I waving outside?' Luces wondered. He shifted his gaze to the street and the parking area, but nothing came back to him. When he turned to the glass window of the restaurant, yet again, he saw himself looking out. Luces frowned. He wondered if he was starting to see things or if his memories were coming back. For years, he had worked with a neurologist to help him regain his memories. The doctor suggested going to places where he might have been, hoping it would trigger his recollection of his past, but nothing of that sort happened. Strangely, Braeton gave him a more familiar feel, including glints of himself. He muttered silently, 'Did I come here befo

Before Paul could return to Capmond and inform the Grants of his discovery, he visited Swaxon. Sleeping in the same house that he grew up in, sparked more memories to come back. Although in little pieces, they were enough to give him the confidence that he was Paul. Instead of living in the penthouse, like they usually did, Charlotte and Liam stayed in the Strauss mansion, making new memories with her father. One morning, Charlene and Paul were preparing breakfast. Charlotte ate those banana cinnamon pancakes with strawberries. Her father was spoiling her in the kitchen. "I'm going to gain all that weight I lost with this," Charlotte said. Her words were barely audible since her mouth was full. Beside her, Liam laughed. He pinched her cheek, saying, "Those pancakes are no longer made for blues. They are now your happy food. Don't think about it for now. I won't care if you gain weight as long as you are happy." "Of course, if it is becoming unhealthy, I will have to watch what

"Jeremy did this to you?" Charlene asked in anger. Shaking his head, Paul answered, "Honestly, I wasn't sure. It was raining hard, and I was focused on the road. I knew he was tailing me, but he could have sped up without me realizing it." "The car that hit me was black, and his car was also black, but one thing is for sure: he left me there, Charlene," Paul revealed. "Even when I asked for help. He just stared at me and left." "Whether he was the one who caused my accident or not, that bastard just left me to bleed! I had checked my medical records many times, and the doctor's findings said the blood loss may have caused my amnesia," Paul said, his jaws clenching. "I hate it!" Charlene broke down in tears. "I hate myself even more! I got us all into this mess - my choices -" Charlene tried to push Paul away, but he embraced her tightly and said, "Stop. Stop." He let her weep before proposing, "Let's forget about past mistakes. Jeremy is in lock-up now. If we find proof of his k

Charlene requested a private room for her visit to Springwell Correctional Facility. Aside from the correctional officers, Charlene and Jeremy were initially alone. After Charlene let out her anger, she said, "Let me introduce you to someone you nearly killed more than twelve years ago." She studied Jeremy's expression. His brows met after her announcement. He turned around, following her gaze, and what he saw shocked him. Jeremy's lips trembled. He pointed to the man who walked through the door, saying, "You -" He glanced at Charlene and then back to Paul, claiming, "You are not Paul!" "Don't you think that is a strange reaction?" Paul suggested, his eyes narrowing at Jeremy. "How sure of you that I am not Paul?" "I think it is rather strange," A voice said behind Paul. It was Liam Wright, and he wasn't alone. He was armed with the best legal team from Braeton City. Dressed in a formal suit, Scarlett Wright, Liam's mother, led the team, representing Paul Strauss. Three other l

"Mother, are you sure you can supervise the twins?" Charlotte asked. Charlene nodded, answering, "Of course! I have been watching them now and then. Why?" "It's just that you look tired," Charlotte described. "Are you sleeping well?" "Don't mind me," Charlene suggested. "We have those days when we lack sleep." "Your father is taking care of a few things with the Grants. Errol hasn't been feeling well lately. I will follow after him tomorrow," She explained the absence of Paul. "And how has he been? How is it at home?" Charlotte asked. "It's just like he told you. He is getting pieces of his memory, the bad and the good," Charlene conveyed. She fell silent and admitted, "Sometimes, he stays silent and takes it in. He stays in his room all day, and I bring him food." "It takes him a while to explain things to me, but eventually he does. The other day, he revealed how he recalled some of our fights about Maddison," Charlene revealed. "Yes, I heard," Charlotte admitted. While s