Chapter 442

Audrey’s POV

I gave Astrid a quick hug, feeling her tense up. “Don’t worry. He knows you lost your memory.”

“Henry’s not going to hold anything against you that you said while under someone else’s influence.”

Astrid bit her lip and closed her eyes. Her worried expression said everything.

‘Just breathe,’ I suggested.

She still looked like she wanted to vanish, so I patted her shoulder. ‘I’ll explain everything to your parents about Henry coming over. I’ll also tell them about your memory situation.”

I sighed. “Let’s hope they can wrap their heads around something this weird.”

Astrid nodded, perched anxiously on the edge of her bed.

Her face was so troubled that I offered her an out. “If you’re not ready to see him, just stay upstairs. I can handle the conversation downstairs.”

“You can listen from here, and if you want to say something, text me. I’ll be your voice.”

Hearing this, Astrid’s face softened. “Thanks, Audrey.”

“Mom and Dad were right. You really are the best friend I could ask for.”

My hand paused on the doorknob. I gave her a small smile. ‘I’m… not even close.”

I’ve never done for her what she’s done for me.

I’d just finished explaining everything to Mr. and Mrs. Wilson when an engine roared outside. Henry Hartford had arrived.

Mr. Wilson straightened his tie before opening the door. “Mr. Hartford?”

Henry handed him a gift box. “Good to meet you.”

I noticed Henry carried the gift himself instead of having an assistant do it – this visit was definitely unplanned.

Mr. Wilson passed the gift to a nearby maid. “Too kind of you.”

Mrs. Wilson took my arm as she approached. “Please come in and sit down.”

Henry nodded. “Thank you.”

Henry’s POV

Meeting Astrid’s parents for the first time, I studied them and their home carefully.

They seem quieter-than Astrid, but gentle and accepting. Makes sense they’d raise someone like her.

It makes me think about my own family. If my parents had been half this warm…

Hartford?” Audrey’s voice cut

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said, realizing I’d zoned

followed them inside. Despite the mansion’s luxurious

taking a sip of tea Mrs. Wilson

about things she

she doesn’t know how to

this. You can tell us or Audrey whatever you

of red fabric peeking around the corner. My

Red. Always her color.

Mrs. Wilson, Astrid’s memory loss is connected

got hurt because of

rarely manage my modeling agency directly, so I’ve always delegated those responsibilities to

her job and has helped the business grow significantly. Our relationship became closer than

misinterpret that

frowned and cut me off. “We already

“This isn’t your fault.”

daughter. You never meant for anyone

own

“We don’t blame you.”

hide

devastated.

me. They’ve thought it through and pinned it on Ryan

thirty years, I’ve never met

did pleased my mother. My father ignored me except when

business world has only shown me more selfishness.

all started with you, we hope

silent. I looked directly at them both

froze in shock. Before anyone could speak, a

the stairs. I raised an eyebrow

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and Mrs. Wilson scrambled to cover.

maid. “Check if our

“Ma’am, when did we get

awkward. I watched Mrs.

reddened. “I bought it

must mean

dawned. “Oh! The… red

hurried upstairs as I smiled. “Hope

Audrey’s POV

you just say you’ll marry

from the stairs. “Yes. That’s what

I’ll spend my

“We appreciate that,

only requirement is

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