Semua Bab Nelson de Vedra: The Outcast Billionaire: Bab 61 - Bab 70

I stopped the car a few meters away from the warehouse entrance, but didn’t get out right away. Instead, I exhaled repeatedly, trying to calm my nerves, while rereading the message Jac had sent me.They had already identified the hostage taken by the enemies—Atty. Larson. I didn’t know him personally. All I knew was that he was one of the people helping Nelson and Jac. I often heard Jac talking to him on the phone.A cold gust of wind greeted me the moment I stepped out of the car. The dark surroundings only added to my fear; it felt like invisible eyes were watching me. My legs felt like jelly, but I forced myself to walk toward the rusted warehouse door. I knocked twice, and it creaked open slightly.“Boss, she’s here!” shouted the man who opened the door.I instinctively held my breath again as I entered the dim, dusty warehouse that reeked of metal and mildew.“Good. Bring her here,” came the voice of a man I couldn’t see.I was sure he wasn’t the same man who went to the hospital

After that brief exchange between Jac and Hernan—who, I found out, used to be a bodyguard too before becoming a son-in-law of the De Vedras after getting their daughter pregnant—I finally decided to head back to the hospital.Now, we’re on our way, but it feels like the ride is taking forever.My body is slowly giving out—I can feel the exhaustion creeping in, the fatigue weighing on me after the fear I experienced earlier.I really thought that was the end for me. I thought I’d be one of the ones hit by a bullet. I thought I’d never get the chance to see Nelson again, to tell him how much I love him.Even now—though the terrifying moment is long over—I can’t stop replaying the scenes in my head.The darkness, Hernan’s threats, Atty. Larson’s bloodied, beaten body. The feeling that it could’ve been my last day, that I might never see Nelson again—that’s what’s torturing me now.I fiddled with my ear. It’s like I can still hear the deafening gunshots echoing in my head, and I can still

I could only sigh as I stared into Nelson’s eyes. Honestly, it was suspicious; he wasn’t acting the way I expected him to.He should be rejecting me—or getting angry. After all, he didn’t even remember me. He didn’t know who I was.And yet, here he was… kissing me like none of that mattered.But as I watched him, I could see it in his eyes—he looked confused like he was trying hard to remember me. He couldn’t seem to take his eyes off me either.If it’s true that he’s forgotten me, then there’s nothing I can do but wait for his memories to come back. I’m willing to remind him of everything—even the most painful parts of our past.Still, I couldn’t completely push aside the disappointment I felt. I had hoped that everything would be okay now… now that he was finally awake.“Dorry…” My thoughts were interrupted when Nelson gently tapped my shoulder.“Are you sure I’m your husband?” he asked, grinning awkwardly as he scratched his head.I closed my eyes for a moment. So, I wasn’t the onl

NELSON"Sh*t, man! Those two are such mood killers. They just had to remind me that I have a catheter."What was supposed to be a moment of her reminding me of something turned into an awkward situation. I was so caught up in her kiss. My hands were already starting to wander. And then—boom—my friends ruined the moment.“Dorry…” I looked at her. She buried her face in my chest, as if she didn’t know how to handle what had just happened. But me? I still wanted to continue our interrupted kiss. I wanted to take it to the next level. Maybe that way, my brain would finally remember her."You know,” I said with a teasing grin, “no matter how many times Diego and Vianna May interrupt us, I’m not letting you go. I’ll wear you out—I mean, I’ll keep going until I remember you.”I chuckled, hoping the joke would ease the awkwardness between us. But truth be told, I wasn’t just trying to lighten the mood. I was burning up inside and all I could think about was kissing her again.“You’re crazy, N

Days had passed since I was discharged from the hospital, and ever since I got out, Dorry hadn’t left my side. She took care of me like I was a child. She didn’t even leave my meals to the house helpers—she handled everything herself.I honestly felt like the luckiest man alive having her as my wife. I truly appreciated everything she was doing for me. She wasn’t just doing good on her promise to make up for the past—she was showing me in every way she knew how much she loved me.And yet, despite all her efforts to care for me and make me happy, there was still this heaviness in my chest. Maybe because… I still couldn’t remember her—not fully.I was already home, surrounded by the familiar, yet it still felt like parts of my life were missing.Good thing Dorry was here. She was the one who had disappeared from my memory, and yet she was also the reason I felt even a little bit at ease.She was incredibly attentive, always by my side wherever I went. Patiently waiting through every the