Chapter 508 Russell Becomes Her Husband?

Viola, on the other hand, was lost in her memories.

The welfare institute, her husband...

Why did she feel that it was somewhat familiar?

"Sherlyn, do you remember your last name?" Viola asked suspiciously as she sat down next to Sherlyn and grabbed her hand which was not on a drip.

Sherlyn's pale lips curled into a faint smile as she looked at Viola gently.

"What are you talking about? How could I not remember my last name? Back then, when I was at Sunfell Street, Washington, I was taken in by the dean of the welfare institute.The dean said that I was cute and pretty when I smiled, so she named me Sherlyn and also gave me her last name, Ayre."

Viola froze and looked at Russell.

Russell was also stunned.He jumped up from the small bed and grabbed Sherlyn's wrist.He asked in disbelief, "Sherlyn, what's wrong with you? You are not Sherlyn Ayre anymore.You are Sherlyn Felton, the daughter of the Felton family.Do you remember?"

But Sherlyn pulled her hand back from Russell's hand with a frown and moved towards Viola, as if only in this way could she feel safe.She lowered her head and apologized, "Mr.Caffrey, I know that Viola asked you to take care of me for the past few days.I am very grateful to you.But you are Viola's husband.I don't want Viola to have any misunderstandings.Please stay away from me, Mr.Caffrey.Also, please don't talk about these strange things anymore.I really don't understand what you are talking about."

What the heck? Viola and Russell looked at each other in dismay.

How did Russell become Viola's husband? And Mr.Caffrey? Did she have a memory disorder?

"Russell, keep an eye on Sherlyn.I'll call Kolby over to take a look,"

Viola said, having mixed feelings in her heart.She got up and was about to leave when Sherlyn grabbed her wrist.

"Viola, please don't.I can’t stay with your husband alone.It's not appropriate."

Russell's eyes were red.He only felt his heart being stabbed by a knife.

The pain went to his limbs, making him suddenly weak.

"So you knew that I was here all these days, Sherlyn.You kept a distance from me and ignored me just because you thought that I was Viola's husband."

Sherlyn looked at him in confusion.She was not moved when she saw the sad look on his face at all, only felt strange.She grabbed Viola's hand tight, not letting her go.

Viola had no choice but to sigh, "Fine, Russell, go get Kolby here.I will look after Sherlyn."

"Alright." Russell replied in a low and hoarse voice.

red

at me.But don't worry.I will never want to have anything to do with

corners of Viola's mouth twitched

Sherlyn

later, Kolby arrived.He wore a surgical mask and spoke to Sherlyn in front of Viola and Russell, "Don't be afraid, Sherlyn.I am a doctor.There are some things I need to ask you,

looked at Viola

at her, indicating for her

nodded

took out the medical record and started writing while asking, "Ms.Felton, may

"Doctor, I'm Ms.Ayre,"

Sherlyn interrupted him seriously.

"Sure, Ms.Ayre."

and calmly pointed at Viola,

Nash Caffrey from the welfare institute.We have been in contact for the past few years, and we are always good

old is she?" Kolby

years old," Sherlyn answered after pondering for

frowned

the baby,

and continued to ask, "Then how old are

"Twenty-one."

the conversation, Kolby pointed to Russell beside

Sherlyn shook her head.

haven't seen him before.I don't know his name, but he’s been taking care of me these past few days.He's Viola's

for nearly half an

Russell heard, the more

that Sherlyn's brain was permanently damaged.Her memory still stayed a

that time, she was seriously ill

not want her to be a freeloader in the welfare

new dean chased her away.It was Viola who took her in and even got money to treat

As for Russell...

not appear on that

Russell was a

Russell and

condition is special.There is no way to recover her memories for the time being.My advice is that you guys should tell her more about

you

Viola thanked him.

Kolby said with a

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