Blind Date Turned Proposal

She turned her gaze around the room, where only a few people were present, including Larry and a few. attendants.

The familiar figure was nowhere to be found.

Josie remained silent. Larry understood and stepped forward, whispering, “The doctor said you’re fine. The rain has also stopped. Mr. Russell has gone to handle some matters, and he’ll be back soon.”

His voice was gentle, as if he was afraid that Josie might overthink.

Her head was splitting with pain. She naturally knew what he meant by handling matters. “Water…” she murmured.

The attendant served her a glass of water.

Josie took a sip, assured the doctor that she was fine, and then leaned against the head of the bed to rest for a moment.

The rain outside had indeed stopped.

She never expected that her lost memories would be returned to her on a similar rainy day.

could now be more certain that she was

who used to treat her kindly had now grown into the cold and

her life, before the amnesia and after the. amnesia,

to herself. But it’s quite amusing that such a bond could still be exploited by others in times of vulnerability. Those

time, the sky outside began to brighten. Josie finally put down the water. cup in her hand and asked Larry, “When

you’d have to wait

her forehead. She lightly touched it. The pain sobered

he referring to my wound or

caught between a rock and a hard place. “Of course it’s yours.”

Josie chuckled.

Under such circumstances, she specifically asked to see Mr. Russell. The Olsen family has been waiting, and Mr. Russell has

sisters garner sympathy is exactly the same. What’s a inere scar compared to the reluctance to let her child take some

to express,

on the bedside table suddenly rang. It was Dexter. He had probably managed to

instead hung up the

He kept calling.

SIM card. She finally found peace and tossed her phone