Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

His kiss left me all flustered and disoriented. Playfully, I slapped him and said, "Be serious. You're always like this." He spoke with deep affection, "I haven't seen you for half a day."

"You're getting clingier." I scoffed, giving him a stern look.

"Is that a bad thing?" He shrugged.

I scolded him, "Quick, call Adrian. It'll take some time for him to get here. Can you focus on some real work?"

Unabashed, he continued pecking my lips. "You are my real work."

I sighed in resignation, giggling as I dodged him. "Were you like this, clinging to me when we were kids?"

He immediately retorted, "Nonsense. Back then, it was you clinging to me."

This time, I dismissively said, "Sure, I can't remember anything now. Feel free to make up whatever, and I'll believe you."

The mention of this topic weighed heavily on my heart. I appeared sad, saying, "If I can't remember anything, it's a terrible situation. Whether it's something beautiful or sorrowful, I wouldn't know."

accept the fact that my memories were deliberately erased, possibly by someone very close

genuinely felt lost, not knowing how to face my

that. Let's call Adrian and have him come to my office right away. It's a good time to discuss the suitable time for the trial." I promptly

and Adrian readily agreed, saying he would be at

I received a call from Lauren. I quickly answered, and her tone sounded urgent, "Chloe, has Ivanna contacted

Ivanna with you in Bourdamun? She

was gloomy and unhappy the whole

called me last

upset again? Her

the

sounded f

I inquired, wondering why this matter had

because of Jared. There's still no news

"Ivanna's pregnancy symptoms have

to discuss the outdoor scenes

I empathized with