Semua Bab UNFORGETTABLE EX-WIFE: The Billionaire's Regret: Bab 391 - Bab 400

Chapter Eight Hundred And NinetyMaster Vernon and Fred walked in after Zaire, as the latter walked towards Damien.Hopefully, he wasn't going in for a hug this time, not after how weary Damien was of him the last time.Instead, he placed a firm hand on Damien's shoulder in a reassuring manner, his features soft with relief and concern."Thank goodness." He muttered softly, and Lana's smile widened with pleasure as he said that.Damien could only nod wearily, uncertain how to take the entire situation.Only yesterday, he had been a man with no identity, bearing a name that was not even his.And now, he was been thrust into a world filled with unfamiliar faces, and an unfamiliar identity was being pressed into his soul.It all felt so...unreal."How do you feel, Noa...I mean, Damien?" Master Vernon asked, walking closer to the bed.Damien arched an eyebrow at the old man using that unfamiliar name with him.It was surprising how Master Vernon feel so at ease with addressing him with a

Chapter Three Hundred And Ninety-TwoZaire shrugged, unmoved by the Old man's passionate speech about Oriental Medicine.He literally did not give a damn and wanted nothing more than to get Damien out of there ASAP. But the old man was being more than just a pest.And he was trying hard not to sound like a rude jerk.But why could he not?It was not like they were ever going to come back to Crestview, once he gets Damien out of this dump and straight to Oakcrest.What did he have to be afraid to be rude to the old man for?He sighed, knowing the exact answer to that question.They were in the public, surrounded by people who knew Master Vernon as a very renowned Doctor. They were surrounded by cameras as well, which the hotel had generally provided on every area of its premises.If they did anything to the old man, like forcefully trying to retrieve Damien in the car or pushing Master Vernon out of the way, there would be hell.Having his guards surround the car had seemed a little o

Chapter Three Hundred And Ninety-Four The party got to the house, just in time to see Fred and Master Vernon struggling to get Damien into the house. The old man had no servants because he was quite capable himself and also because he'd wanted to live a life of a recluse, doing his own thing, enjoying his tea, practicing calligraphy and treating some of the local folks with his Oroental medicine. Fred struggled to carry Damien all by himself. The young man's body was made of pure muscle and Fred was sure his entire back would give out, if he continued this way. "There. Fred." The old man cautioned, worry creasing his brow, "Do you think you'd be able to carry him?" "I don't know, Master," Fred replied, his voice strained. He was breathing hard now, and did not wish to talk as he tried to hoist Damien unto his back, "But I've got...unh...to try." Suddenly, there was the sound of someone driving in and they looked up to see Zaire bounding out of his car and running towards th

Chapter Three Hundred And Ninety-Six Master Vernon was dumbstruck. He sat up straighter in his chair, his eyes wide with wonder, "What did you just say?" "Noah Eugene is actually Damien Romero, the chairman of the Romero Empire," Zaire repeated with confidence once more, enjoying the look of shock and awe on the faces of the men before him. He scoffed internally These men had probably never thought they'd have the chance to come in contact with such top tier person like Damien Romero. He wondered the thoughts running through their heads at the moment. "But...but how is that poasible?" Master Vernon eventually found his voice, "When you say the Romero Empire..." His voice trailed off as his mind began to wander. Everyone knew of the Romero Empire. They were among the top conglomerates in the three giants and currently the biggest employer of lanour here in Crestview. To think that the man who had been fished out of water by some fishermen living in a small village

Chapter Three Hundred And Ninety-Eight Zaire walked out of Master Vernon's house to his car, accompanied by Maya. She had insisted on staying with Damien for the night, but Damien had said he needed some space at the moment. He wanted to think about the sudden change that he'd just gone through, and the way everything seemed to be happening so fast. "Its okay, Damien. You take your time," Zaire had said kindly, although he still had his hurt look, making Damien feel like an ass. He knew he was supposed to be warm to these people who had suddenly showed up in his life and claimed to be his family and friends. But he needed time to think, goddammit. He was not comfortable with change. Living with no memory and been told by other people what things were, was not a life that he wished to live. Heck, he did not even know what was real anymore and what was not. What to believe and what not to believe? Who to believe and who not to believe? It was like had had a huge voi