My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

"Nicole, let me tell you this. Regardless of whether you've lost your memory or not, you'll be mine for the rest of your life. You belong to Jared Johnston! If you even dare to think about another man, your lips won't be the next thing to hurt."

As soon as he had spoken, he studied Nicole from top to toe.

Niki began sweating profusely at once. She could not help but feel that Jared had gained a complete understanding of her body.

"You rascal!"

That feeling of being sized up made Nicole feel insulted. Having lost her appetite, she got up and was about to leave when Jared grabbed her hand, pulling her back and pinning her to her seat.

"If you do not want me to do it again, you better sit down and finish your meal!" he roared.

"You-" she stopped, thinking he was unbelievable.

Niki looked at Jared sadly. Although she knew some self-defense techniques, the injury she had sustained from that plane crash was a major one. Her body was heavily wounded, and because of that, she could not fight him head on.

Gritting her teeth, Niki continued eating.

However, she was still dismayed as she muttered, "My name is not Nicole. I'm Niki."

to resume eating, Jared returned to his

passed the document, which he

to decide what your name is. Only the old you gets to do that. Here is some information about you before you lost all of your memories. It includes your

at him with doubt

curious about it. However, she

it when I'm free," she

remained silent. He knew her well enough to know that she would definitely

a short span of time. But as long as she read the information given to her, her attitude toward him

pressure, Niki finally

walked off, she realized she had forgotten about her documents, so she quickly spun around to grab the documents, glaring at him while she was

her to peruse the materials, confident that Nicole would look for him on

upstairs. Once she had entered the room, she leaned against

did this dude become

"Mom, what happened?"

was acting, he could not help but frown and ask, "Did that bad guy bully you

collected

still focused on that kiss, and in