You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1946: The Former Bully

Anderson squinted his eyes. The last time he discussed this issue with his parents, it was highly likely that Westbrook was suffering from psychological selective amnesia.

Putting down the book in his hand, Westbrook noticed Anderson and stood up, walking towards him.

"I saw you in the hospital before, Anderson," Westbrook remarked after appraising him. His gaze was clear and his tone much more polite than before. Anderson nodded. "Hmm, you seem to have fully recovered."

Pointing to his head, Westbrook said, "The wound is still healing, but the stitches haven't been removed yet. It's just covered by my hair, so you can't see it."

Kiki leaned in, "We just got back to school. It was so boring staying at home these days. Luckily, my mom was always with me. In my memory, the time she spent with me from childhood till now doesn't even add up to this one incident."

Kiki spoke with a smile on her lips, looking grateful. After the last ordeal, her mother no longer demanded strictness from her, giving her a love she had never experienced before, soothing the traumas from her captivity.

Westbrook, being particularly nice to Kiki, said, "I've brought you a little snack, it's in your desk. Remember to eat if you're hungry. You should eat less breakfast at home from now on. We have delicious food, with dozens of varieties made by our chef every morning. Not like your house, where you have milk bread sandwiches every day."

"Okay, my mom likes a simple life. I've actually gotten tired of it. Thanks." Kiki accepted graciously, having gone through hardship with Westbrook, and now that his personality had changed, she didn't dislike him as much. She accepted his kindness willingly.

Turning to Anderson, Westbrook said, "Although I don't remember you, I've heard a lot about you from many people, including my brother, sister-in-law, and other classmates. They all say you're talented. Can I be friends with you?"

would come where Westbrook would want to be friends with him. They had almost been unable to

and said, pleadingly, "I'll

head, Anderson replied,

hesitated, "I heard from other classmates that our relationship wasn't good in the past. If I did anything wrong before, please forgive me.

seemed that Westbrook not only had amnesia, but had

like peace and quiet. I won't bother you, so please don't

ignored the others and took out

said, "He's just like that. Not hitting you

her, Westbrook went back to his seat excitedly and continued

sat between them, looking around happily,

selective amnesia. However, such people usually shield painful memories they wish to forget out of fear. He knew Westbrook had witnessed

Anderson that maybe the Saunders family had concealed Westbrook's background, having dismissed all those who knew about it and hiring new people. Now, Westbrook was just a happy little prince

felt things might not be as

someone had selective amnesia, their

current Westbrook actively approaching him, even trying to please him, felt strange. The good relationship between the Saunders and Warner families, with Westbrook maintaining it knowingly, hinted at concealment. If Westbrook hadn't lost his memories or had regained them after a brief period of amnesia, choosing to hide, change completely, and disguise

this, Anderson looked up to see Westbrook smiling

away. Whether Westbrook's amnesia was real or fake, what did it matter to him? Forgetting the

case, the atmosphere in the classroom was improving, which was a good thing. If fate was giving Westbrook a

played and chattered, Anderson immersed himself in his computer, seemingly untouched by