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Kristopher’s expression softened at her words. Perhaps her illness had truly stolen many of her memories.
In the hidden room, Belinda pressed her back against the wall and closed her eyes. She hadn't anticipated such
a perfect alignment of dates. They had indeed first met on June 28th at the beach—but on an overcast day with
no sun to cause a burn. Her hopes had been nothing more than wishful thinking. Kristopher had chosen this
villa’s décor because he knew Cathy loved it, even setting the secret room's code to 0628 in honor of their
meeting date.
Belinda laughed bitterly to herself. She should have realized it sooner. If Kristopher remembered everything from
five years ago, why had he remained silent for three years of marriage—and through their divorce?
Suddenly, Marc's phone rang downstairs. He answered with a furrowed brow. “Today's meeting... Well...” He
glanced up at Kristopher, seeking his input.
Kristopher gave a casual wave. Marc, picking up on the unspoken cue, walked outside with his phone and said in
a low voice, “I'm really sorry, Mr. Cox has spersonal matters to attend to today...”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWatching Marc leave, Cathy bit her lip, turning to Kristopher. “Aren’t you going to work today?”
“Nope.” Kristopher glanced up at her briefly, his expression neutral. “Didn't you wantto check on the
identities of those two bodies we found last night?” He casually fiddled with his phone. Looking at her
indifferently, he added, “You made a good point, so I'll cwith you to verify their identities.”
Cathy's face lit up immediately. “That's wonderful!” she exclaimed. She stood up excitedly, walking around the
table, and hurried to Kristopher’s side. Grasping his arm with enthusiasm, she said, “I know you love me! You'll
agree to anything | ask!”
“Hmm.” Kristopher stood up smoothly and replied, “Shall we go now?”
“Okay!” With a smile, Cathy held his arm, and they both made their way toward the exit.
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As they approached the door, Kristopher paused and looked back casually. “I should get Marc to have someone
wash the dishes and clean the kitchen later.”
In the secret room upstairs, Belinda rolled her eyes upon hearing his words. They were divorced, yet Kristopher
still expected her to clean up after them. She had prepared the meal, and now he wanted her to clean the
kitchen too? No way!
“Marc will handle it,” Cathy responded with a smile. “I heard that the man who died in that accident might be a
college student from Nawrin University. Maybe we can go to that university and look into him first.”
Kristopher’s expression darkened slightly at this, though he remained composed. “Okay.”
As their voices faded, Belinda emerged from the secret room, frowning. Were Cathy and Kristopher planning to
investigate the backgrounds of the two “dead” people from last night?
Cathy’s mention of investigating with Kristopher at Nawrin University was nothing more than a ruse to lead him
to a café across the street for coffee.
As they settled in, she eagerly pointed out her favorite to Kristopher. “You remember, right? I've been itching to
bring you here for my favorite caramel latte for three years... but | never had the chance.”
Kristopher, his brows furrowed as he scanned the menu, replied, “I've had their caramel latte before.”
Having said that, he turned to the waiter and smiled. “I'll have an iced Americano. Thanks.”
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