Yara had always been outspoken and was never reserved with her thoughts. After being teased, she responded honestly. "Well, he is my current boyfriend. Of course, he'll be the first to come to mind if I think about getting married. I'm not a player."Calista nodded with a smile. "Okay, okay. I know you're loyal. So when are you planning to get married? We can do it together.""There are no plans yet. What if we date for another ten years? Lucian will tear me apart if you wait for me."Yara absentmindedly poked the cake on her plate. Her well-maintained skin showed no flaws under the bright light. "Since you've already registered your marriage, when are you planning to have your wedding? People don't know you're married. Those who want to use women as a stepping stone to get close to Lucian have already started taking action. I saw several women eyeing him eagerly earlier.""I'm not sure. We just came back and we're both too busy. When the time comes, you'll be the first to receiv

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

"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

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.

Lucian set up an appointment with the staff from the bridal studio for that weekend 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 a place just like it with flowers piled up everywhere. He was dressed in a black suit and held up a dark ring box as he repeatedly rehearsed a 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 his lines over and over again like an inexperienced teenager.He closed his eyes. The place looked like a restaurant.Lucian couldn't remember ever doing such a thing. He and Calista were already married when he still had his memories. There would be