Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 879

She seemed to recall something, nodding hesitantly before mumbling, "It was me who gave Dad his name..."

Hayes didn't think Teresa was hiding anything from him; instead, he figured she was just saddened by old memories.

Uncomfortable, Teresa took a sip of orange juice before continuing, "Dad really can't remember anything. He doesn't even know I'm his daughter. We even did a paternity test to be sure.

To protect myself, I had him wear a mask, got rid of his distinctive birthmark, and somehow managed to fix his sense of smell that he'd lost.

The reason I gained weight was because after I got shot, my health took a turn. The doctors had me on a ton of medication and hormones. I was also terrified someone would recognize me, so I just kept eating to comfort myself.

But you know what's the weirdest part? Dad can't remember a thing-sometimes trying to recall the past even gives him migraines.

The symptoms are obvious, but he doesn't even realize he's lost his memory. Not a single doubt!"

Hayes, trying to look wise beyond his years, stroked his chin. His eyes, bright as grapes, were filled with worry and determination.

"It's all because of the chip," he said.

"I thought so too! That chip is the root of all this! Hayes, is there any way to fix it, to get rid of the chip?"

Hayes looked lost and a little forlorn. He turned to Teresa, despair flickering in his gaze.

"Teresa, there isn't a perfect solution. If we try to force the chip out of Dad's brain, it'll kill him instantly."

nightmare image of her father dying right in front of her. Tears spilled down her

do? Every time Dad sees Mom, he gets those headaches. They can't

gently wiped Teresa's tears, his voice soft. "Don't panic. The chip can't be removed, but that doesn't

lifted her tear-stained face, a glimmer of hope sparking

a memory suppression program was implanted. That program wipes Mom from Dad's

to him or he tries to remember the past, the chip starts acting

solution is to stabilize the chip, so Dad won't get those

crumpled, her eyes red at the corners. "How do we do

a flash drive," Hayes

flash drive?" Teresa echoed,

"This flash drive controls the program running

need to find it to stabilize

a second. "It has to be with

with him. I checked his office yesterday—nothing. I went back and looked over the contract Maurice was just a middleman in this project, making money by

the developer is?" Teresa

shook his head.

felt the path

endlessly, leaving her helpless and drained.

we

How are we supposed