NovelEnglishJoyce stepped into the elevator, pressed for the first floor, and closed the door.
Inside stood two young nurses who had just ended their shifts and who were whispering.
"Mr. Warner from the intensive care VIP ward is awake, you know?"
"lI know, he's so handsome. It's the first tI've seen him in person, I've only seen him on magazine covers before. | want the
hospital to transferto the special ward, so | can see him a few more times."
"I heard he had amnesia and had lost part of his recent memory."
"Really! No wonder the doctors had an emergency meeting this afternoon. So it's because of this. But what do you mean by recent
memory?"
"Yeah. It’s so strange that Mr. Warner only lost part of his recent memory. I've never heard of that before. Usually, patients with
prefrontal impact would either lose all of their memory and can't even remember who they are, or they lose sof their memory
related to the car accident."
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"Hey, whatever, leave that to the doctors to worry about. Tomorrow I'll see if | can switch my shifts and sneak in and take a look."
"What's going on in your head? Can't you see Mr. Warner's fiancée visit him every day? What's the matter with you?"
"You mean the Heath family's daughter? So what? Can't | just have a look?!"
The elevator opened on the second floor and the two nurses stepped out of the elevator.
Joyce listened and cto a realization.
She thought it was all because of Luther's strange and volatile temperament, but it turned out he had amnesia?
So, he had forgotten all that had happened between him and her after that. The memory went back to the twhen he decided
she was a gold-digger, approached Stephanie intending to climb the ladder of social classes, and owed him $800,000?
How did this happen?
How could God have such a big joke?
At this point, the elevator stopped on the first floor.
When the elevator door opened.
Joyce slowly looked up, and the person walking toward her made her frown.
It was Charlotte.
Charlotte was carrying a thermos box in her hand, dressed very plainly, and her expensive Chanel suit made her look extra mild.
She was busy like a dutiful wife, and it looked like she had cto bring Luther dinner.
Joyce was quite wary of Charlotte, and when she thought about the series of events that happened in the past, she was even more
convinced that Charlotte and Thomas were related, and that the person who hired Thomas to molest her was exactly this
pretentious and hypocritical woman in front of her.
Charlotte saw Joyce and gave a delicate smile, "You cto see him too?"
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Joyce's face remained expressionless, "Well." Now there was no definite evidence yet, as Karl said, and in order to take down
Charlotte, they needed to strike a fatal blow, otherwise, it was meaningless and would only hurt themselves.
Charlotte waited until Joyce got out of the elevator, and she looked around, approached Joyce, and finally asked in a whisper, "Does
he remember you? Fortunately, he still remembersand the fact that | saved his life." In fact, she was deliberately saying it to
Joyce. She wanted to tell Joyce that they were now back to the sstarting line, and she was in a more dominant position.
Joyce sneered, "Remember or not, it doesn't matter. | have nothing to do with him."
As long as she didn't care about Luther in her mind, what would it matter whether Luther remembered her or not?
Her eyes fell on Charlotte's slightly bulging belly; she was dressed rather loosely and the people around her could barely tell she
was pregnant.
Charlotte, on the other hand, wore a close-fitting dress that made her belly appear slightly bulging as if she wanted everyone to
see her belly.
Joyce took her eyes off Charlotte's belly. Luther and Charlotte already had a child and were engaged. Now that Luther had lost his
memory again, it was even more impossible for her to tell Luther her suspicions about Charlotte.
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