Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 626

“But your eyes have yet to recover. The wind is strong today, so you might catch a cold if you were to head out today,” the maid explained. After pondering for a few moments, she suggested, “If you really want to take a walk, why not wait for Mr. Bridge to return? He can accompany you on your stroll.”

Hearing that, the woman blinked a few times. A brief silence later, she asked, “When will he be back?”

The maid thought over her question before glancing at her watch. “He’s usually back by five-thirty. You’ll have to wait two hours more.”

“Mm. I’ll wait, then.” The woman bobbed her head obediently, but her right hand slowly tightened into a fist.

I’ve been conscious for three days now, but I still don’t know where I am. My memory is also blurry and fragmented. I can only recall some bits and pieces from before the car crash, some vague images, and some words that were spoken to me.

She held the maid’s hand. “I feel a little thirsty.”

“Oh, let me get you some water.” The maid helped her sit down on the couch before leaving her room to get her a jug of water. Upon her return, she filled a glass of warm water and put it in the woman’s hands. “Here you go, Ms. Griffith. Be careful not to spill it.”

The woman reached out to grasp the glass before taking a careful sip. She then gulped down half the contents of the glass.

The maid took the glass away from her after she was done. The woman placed her hands on her legs and said, “I still don’t know your name.”

“My name is Caylie Mitchell,” the maid replied.

The woman repeated, “Caylie Mitchell. That’s a pretty name.”

“My mother gave me the name,” Caylie said, delighted to hear her name being praised. She added, “Ms. Griffith, you have a pretty name, too.”

“My name?” The woman fell silent momentarily. She racked her brain but could only remember someone calling her “Belle.”

told her, “Yes. Your full name

sounded really familiar, but she wasn’t sure if that was her

tell that something was amiss but couldn’t quite put her

name. It felt like others had called her

where are we?” she asked

on Conch Island,” Caylie revealed as she cleaned the room. “Mr. Bridge bought

was involved in a car accident

of something. “Before I

at her. “You lived with Mr. Bridge, of course. He has a lot of houses here. Usually,

furrowed her

even to her that Caylie’s replies were vague.

on the balcony. She stiffened

the woman asked. She could sense Caylie’s reluctance even though she couldn’t see

watering can and returned to

The woman realized Caylie would hesitate for a minute or two before answering her questions. It was clear Caylie

believe that Caylie dared not reveal too much or was wary of

room with his cane beside him, surrounded by the kids. He was holding a rattle drum in his hands and playing with the

he asked Robin,

that if he were to

landed in trouble, Robin, whose full name was Robin Yeast, took over his position. That day marked Robin’s first encounter

Faymon has been busy investigating Mrs. Faymon’s disappearance with Mr. Xavier and the rest,”

Linda and Sandy

if he’ll be able to locate her,” Linda said, her voice tinged with worry. She placed a hand over her chest, and her complexion appeared paler than before. The thought of Rayna being lost and not being found was