Rebirth to Be with My Disabled Husband (or The Ninth Bride)

Chapter 86 Rescued Memories: A Debt of Gratitude Chapter 86 Rescued Memories: A Debt of Gratitude +5 Free Coins

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ntha entered the hall, the clinking of dishes echoed softly as she washed them. The warm water and the familiar routine gave her a momentary sense of calm. Once the dishes. were neatly stacked, she moved gracefully to dining table for a simple lunch. After finishing her "How many experiments have you conducted today?" Samantha asked, her voice calm and professional.

"I bought a hundred pots and am conducting experiments on them one by one," her boss. replied. "I'll let you know the results before tonight." "Alright, I'll wait for your results," she said, a hint of anticipation in her voice.

prove

Samantha hoped fervently that among those hundred test subjects, at least one would successful, providing the breakthrough they so desperately needed. As she ended the call, she noticed Daphne watching her intently. Ignoring the scrutiny, she rose and returned to the Time slipped by slowly, the seconds ticking away as Samantha kept her silent vigil. That evening, when Finley awoke, he found Samantha sitting quietly beside him, her presence a comforting balm. Before he could reach out to her, the sudden ringing of his phone shattere gaze.

Finley answered the call, his tone shifting to one of quiet authority. "Please step outside, Samantha. I need to discuss something with Edmond."

Still groggy from sleep, Samantha nodded and left the room, closing the door softly behind her. As soon as she was gone, Edmond's voice came through the phone, carrying an edge of

urgency.

Wallace. It's about the

conduct.

alert. "Send all the information you've gathered to my email." "I've already sent it," Edmond replied. "There is one thing, though, that I find very strange." "Go

years ago that caused brain damage and left her mentally impaired. The location of that fire is the same as where you were disfigured. I'm wondering if the girl you saved from that fire was

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words transported Finley back to that fateful day three years ago. He recalled arriving at the site for a routine discussion about land deals, only to be

gone awry. But then, amidst the roar of the fire, a desperate cry for

girl, severely injured and barely conscious, her face obscured by blood and soot. In her weakened state, she pleaded with him to find a necklace-a cherished keepsake from her mother, an item of profound sentimental