Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 503 Knowing the Truth

The helicopter roared above, sending strong gusts that made my hair and dress flutter wildly.

"Dr. Zimmer, who's coming?" I turned to Sergio, noticing his frown, his expression colder than usual. "Just some unrelated people," he said flatly.

Then, as if realizing his tone, he softened and looked at me. "By the way, we're married now. Isn't calling me 'Dr. Zimmer' a bit too distant?"

His words caught me off guard. "Then... what should I call you?"

"Serg," he answered, stepping closer and gently smoothing my windblown hair. "And from now on, can I call you Coco?"

His intimate address made me uncomfortable. A shiver ran down my spine, and goosebumps formed on my arms.

But he liked me. Would it be too cold of me to refuse?

Especially since I had forgotten everything about him and had kept my distance from him all this time. After a brief hesitation, I nodded. "Alright."

The helicopter landed, and I saw figures approaching. I instinctively asked, "Who are they?"

From a distance, I could make out a man and a woman, accompanied by a group of bodyguards.

As they drew closer, the guards-clad in black, their faces concealed behind masks and sunglasses- remained expressionless.

The man and woman appeared to be in their 40s or 50s. The woman was remarkably well-kept, with few visible wrinkles and an air of sophistication. She looked younger than her supposed age.

Her eyes were piercing, carrying the weight of someone who had seen too much of the world.

The instant our gazes met, an unexplainable sharpness sent a chill down my spine.

The man beside her appeared unremarkable, yet his deep, unreadable stare unsettled me.

Without thinking, I took a step back, hiding behind Sergio.

The woman spoke, "Did you come all this way just for her?"

A sense of unease tightened in my chest-I had been right. They meant harm to me.

noticed my fear. He reached for my wrist, his grip firm. "It's okay. Don't

over me. I had no recollection of those people, yet

fear clung to

me. But when I first saw Sergio, something about him

deeply, echoing a memory

had never met those two before. So why did they terrify

steady as he spoke, "Dad, Mom, you're

like family, though I could faintly

intense sometimes. I'm sorry if they frightened you. Let's get you some

no desire to stay near them. Their hostility

filled my mind-leave as far as

reluctance because as I hurried away, he reassured me, "Don't be afraid, Coco. I'm here. I'll protect you

"Hmm."

words seemed to carry a hidden meaning. What did

the room, Sergio asked,

without hesitation. "I feel like

woman's intuition was

soft

expression was reassuring. "Don't overthink it. Leave

heard the unmistakable sound of a lock

keep me from overhearing their conversation? Or was he

wronged them in

more and more confusing. A nagging suspicion crept into my mind-was Sergio

cameras scattered throughout my room, with the sole

why? We were married-what reason did he have to spy on

my discomfort when he touched me, yet he

no answers. I couldn't make

meant to hurt me, why did he take such meticulous care

seemed real. But if he had been

parents' sudden arrival, the tranquility I had grown used to was

washing my face

had run out of it. Bending down, I

new, someone had already opened it. As I opened the box, I was surprised to find a folded piece of paper tucked inside. The

is a note