New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 312 She’s Back

Alexander was fuming as he stormed back into Harris Company. He stomped through the lobby, his face twisted with anger, making all the employees around him look down and pretend to be busy. Not one person dared to say good morning. He marched straight to the

elevator, and the two people inside quickly stepped out, sensing that it was not a good idea to be around their boss today.

As the elevator doors closed and Alexander rode up to his floor, his fists clenched, he took a deep breath, but it didn't calm him. When the doors opened, he walked out with the same stormy expression. Christian, who was just passing by, lifted a hand to greet him. "Hey,

Alex-"

But Alexander brushed past him without a word, pushing open the door to his office with a loud bang.

Christian blinked, staring at the door that almost hit him in the face. "What the hell?" he muttered. He hesitated for a second before following Alexander inside.

"Alex, what's going on?" Christian asked, shutting the door behind him. He saw Alexander slumped on the couch, looking like he was about to explode. "You look... well, like hell, to be honest. That's the suit you wore yesterday, isn't it?" Alexander didn't respond at first, just glared at the floor. Finally, he looked up, his jaw tight. "Claire lost her memory again," he said flatly.

Christian's eyes widened. "What? Again? How... why?" He paused, then added carefully, "Is she okay?"

Alexander leaned back, frustration written all over his face. "She's fine. Just a temporary amnesia. But even with that, she still hates me. It's like no matter what happens, she always knows I'm the bad guy."

Christian was at a loss for words. He ran a hand through his hair, not sure what to say. "Man, that's tough. But she's alright, right? I mean, besides the memory stuff?"

Alexander let out a long sigh. "Yeah, she's alright. At least she's safe." He rubbed his forehead, looking exhausted. "But it's just... I don't know how to fix this."

Back at the hospital, Claire was sound asleep in her room. Matthew had gone to get some coffee when he almost bumped into someone familiar.

"Adrian?" Matthew said, a little surprised. He hadn't expected to see him here.

"Matthew, hey!" Adrian greeted with a smile, then his eyes narrowed. "What are you doing here? Everything okay?"

Matthew hesitated. "Uh... Claire's admitted to the hospital."

Adrian's face changed immediately. "What happened to her? Is she alright?"

a long story," Matthew said, unsure if he should get into all the details. Claire hadn't exactly been open with Adrian about all the dangerous stuff. "What about you? What are you doing here?" "I'm here with my grandpa for his check-up," Adrian said, then glanced

thought for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah, sure. Come

reached Claire's room, Matthew opened the door, only to hear Claire's

she said, sounding irritated but in

all over his shirt. "What the " He cursed under his breath, wiping at the

said her name again, a few times, like he was trying to make sure he wasn't dreaming. "Do you remember

chest. "Of course I remember

Claire stopped

the door when Adrian, who had been watching all this with a confused look, finally

a little guilty.

Matthew told me earlier you were fine but then

Claire admitted. "Look, it's hard to explain,

clearly frustrated. "You always get

smile playing on her lips. "I guess it's a

clearly not amused. "Not a great talent

detail cause all I remember was fighting them and I felt someone hit me at the back of my head. Then I blacked out." Adrian frowned. "Were you

at Claire, then at Matthew, who had dragged him in a hurry. "Doctor, she's back to normal!" Matthew said, sounding almost hysterical. "Is

"Well, this is unexpected. Her memory seems to have returned completely I'd still advise some rest, but

Claire said, leaning back against her pillows.

easy. Your brain

waved him off.

back to her, his face full of concern. "How did you remember

herself also confused as

think about what

don't know. But when

weird dream

remember is like

me, but

the