Chapter 417 She Forgot Many Things

 

Staring into Nicole’s eyes, Betty began with a confused look, “Who are you?”

 

Nicole’s expression sank at the unexpected question as she hurried over to explain, “Ms. Betty, I’m Nicole! Nicole Anderson! Don’t you remember me?”

 
 
 
 
 
 

Confusion was written all over Betty’s face as she observed the young woman before her. Scratching her head in distress, she avoided Nicole’s gaze and looked at the ground as she thought, but failed to link the woman to any name in her memory.

At last, she shook her head and admitted, “I can’t remember. Who’s Nicole?”

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A serious look emerged on Nicole’s face. I’m sure I have done a quick check on her and she’s supposed to be fine. What’s happening?

Remembering there was a note on the headboard, she ripped it off before presenting it to Betty and pointing at the content. “Ms. Betty, look. You’ve made a note of meeting me today.”

Even though Betty couldn’t remember Nicole, she recognized the writings on the note as hers.

everything, but the tingling pain in her head was restraining

in such a condition, so she comforted, “Ms. Betty, that’s

cheeks without warning as she struggled to recall her past. “I don’t remember.

anguish, but she knew now wasn’t a good

spoke in a soft tone to avoid tormenting the older woman’s mind. “Ms. Betty, you should

doubt suddenly occurred to her as she remembered that Betty was indeed forgetful before, but her state wasn’t as serious as what happened a moment ago, in which she had

serious problem like memory loss happened to Betty all of a sudden right after she was ready to tell Nicole something about Lydia.

the living district were outdated and it wasn’t even equipped with surveillance cameras. Nicole couldn’t even track the suspect’s movements around the area if there was one to begin

collect her thoughts. After a while, she opened them before turning to Nicole. This time, Nicole could see there was less

Madeline had passed away. Speaking in a gentle tone, Nicole suggested, “Ms. Betty, will you go

was a woman turning eighty soon and she had visible wrinkles on her face. Besides, her eyes weren’t shining with the hope to live

Since I’m dying sooner or later, I

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