Semua Bab After Losing My Memory, I Divorced the Regretful CEO: Bab 151 - Bab 160

May Rich let out a snort as a form of greeting.When she saw me, she sneered through her nose. “Well, if it isn’t Mrs. Moore. And this gentleman…”Her eyes landed on Miles’ face, and instantly, her plump face lit up.She hurriedly asked, “And who is this... this handsome gentleman?”The greedy glint in her eyes made me uncomfortable.Sharon introduced, “This is Mr. Miles Wynn from Wynn Group.”May quickly reached out, attempting to shake Miles’s hand.But Miles, who was always so polite and refined, acted as if he hadn’t seen her at all.He leaned down slightly and asked me in a low voice, “Shall we go?”I nodded.May’s hand hung awkwardly in midair, and only then did Jasmine seem to realize that Miles hadn’t acknowledged them from the beginning.So, the three of them stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to do.Seeing that Miles was about to leave, Sharon quickly said, “Miles, don’t go yet. Help me out a little longer. I’ve got a few paintings to sell.”I found it odd. What did her pa

Darl… Darling?My scalp prickled.I had never heard Miles call me anything that sweet before.Which could only mean one thing—he was furious. Really, truly furious.A few moments later, Nicholas, finally strolled in, fashionably late.He loosened his tie with a sigh. “I finally wrapped up all the meet-and-greets.”Then, catching sight of me, he asked, “Eve, you doing okay? If you’re feeling off, I’ll take you back to the hospital right now.”Sharon glided over with a smile. “She’s fine. Eve just wanted to stay and enjoy the evening a bit longer.”Nicholas frowned. “Enjoy what? Your top priority right now is recovering. And with so many people around, it’s not exactly…”He cut himself off mid-sentence.Miles spoke slowly, his tone cool. “She needs to step out into the world eventually. You can’t keep her tucked away forever.”Nicholas mulled that over and nodded. “You’ve got a point.”Miles added, just as calmly, “And if she crosses paths with a few idiots along the way…”Nicholas immed

Miles caught sight of my expression and gave a faint smile. “Getting tired? Want me to take over the bidding?”But I was still fuming. “No. I’ll do it myself.”Forty thousand, huh?I thought about my bank account balance and felt a little bolder. “Sixty thousand dollars!”Gasps rippled through the room.This wasn’t just a bidding war anymore—it had turned into a full-on showdown, with prices jumping by the thousands instead of a few hundred.May raised her hand proudly. “Eighty hundred!”“Wow, May Rich is really going all in.”“What’s gotten into her? Looks like she’s actually trying to send a message to the Whites.”“Did you recognize her? That’s Julian Moore’s wife. You know...”“Wait, what’s she doing sitting with Mr. Wynn? They looked... pretty close.”“Oh, you don’t know? Julian and his wife are getting divorced. Word is, she finally got fed up with all his affairs and filed a divorce.”“But the divorce isn’t finalized yet, right? And she’s already moved on?”“Who knows? Maybe it’

In the end, with Sharon’s mediation, the painting was purchased by Julian for forty thousand dollars and then gifted to me. May was kicked out of the auction, restoring the artwork to its fair value. Her chubby face was filled with displeasure, but with Nicholas, Julian, and the quiet Miles all present, she knew better than to throw a tantrum. She left immediately, leaving the painting to Julian. After making the payment, Julian had Sharon pass the painting to me. He left without a word. I saw him glance back at me one last time before walking away. In that look, I saw the same sorrow mirrored in his eyes. Could it be… he loved me too? I felt a hand rested on my shoulder, followed by a warm voice. "Eve, let’s go." I nodded and quietly took his hand. ... At the hospital, I unwrapped the painting. The wave of loneliness and despair it carried hit me like a tide. The scent of blood and crashing waves was so vivid, it felt almost real. I asked the nurse to help

May sank into her chair, stunned. “How is this possible? This can’t be happening… it’s impossible… all that money…” Suddenly, she grabbed the scrawny man by the collar and yanked him forward. “I don’t care how—you need to pull more funds together. We have to break ground. If we don’t, this project is going to rot unfinished.” The man could only nod. “Alright, alright… I’ll try again.” After all her yelling, May stormed out in a fury. No sooner had she gotten into the car than her phone rang. “May, bad news! A customer just returned a 130-gram gold wedding bangle, claiming it’s been filled with resin. Consumer Affairs has already sent someone to investigate!”May felt a loud buzz explode in her head. She shouted, “Can’t you just handle this yourselves? Pay them off! Triple compensation if you have to—we cannot let this blow up!” “Alright, alright—but May, someone from the Department of Trade and Consumer Affairs just showed up too.”May sat frozen in the car, hands and fe