No Longer Lovesick After a Memory Loss

After leaving the hospital, Freya drove back to the Kaufmann Residence.

As she drove, a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips, and her eyes sparkled with happiness.

The heavy burden on her heart seemed to have been lifted all at once, leaving her with a sense of relief and lightness in her chest.

The surgery had been successful.

Freya was in a good mood, and her heightened alertness had cased considerably.

A gray car followed her at a distance, tracking her until she reached the gates of the Kaufmann Residence.

The man in the car held professional photography equipment and discreetly captured moments of Freya getting out of her car and closing the door.

Back at home, Freya was immediately interrogated by Sylvia.

“You took your brother to the airport and didn’t return until now! Don’t you think you should explain yourself?” Sylvia’s tone was one of reprimand.

Freya looked helpless. “Mom, when I took my brother to the airport yesterday, Isabella also came over. She said she was bored at home and asked me to go over to her place to hang out.”

Sylvia stared at Freya suspiciously. “Really? Then, why didn’t you call me to let me know? Do you know how worried I was at home?”

Freya wore an apologetic expression and smiled awkwardly.

“Isabella and I were having such a good time yesterday, and we had a bit of wine during dinner. I completely forgot to call.”

“You drank again?!” Sylvia glared.

Freya hurriedly made her escape upstairs. “Mom, I’m an adult now. What’s wrong with having a little wine?”

Seeing Freya flee as if she had done something wrong, Sylvia finally let go of her doubts.

It seemed that Freya did stay at Isabella’s place last night.

In the following days, Freya would leave early in the morning and return late at night, always with a simple excuse.

She was now the director of the herbal sachets brand that was about to be established under the Monaghan Group. Though she held the title of director, she was essentially a brand partner.

needed to

had no

Residence and the

the Kaufmann Group, Freya

Ten days passed.

It was the weekend.

there, holding a bouquet in his hand. “Braxton, you didn’t tell me about such a big thing. You’re not

head and saw Freya,

and casually took the flowers from Matthew’s

don’t know any better, they’d think

spoke, she inserted the flowers into the

eyebrow. “I think red roses

chatted for a while, and Isabella arrived with the breakfast she had brought, which she

serving the soup, feeding Braxton, and even

frightening,” Matthew commented. “It’s like Isabella

with sharp hearing, overheard Matthew’s comment and narrowed her eyes as she

into laughter. “It seems like you

you’re reassured?” Braxton threw a

you have someone here to accompany you, I’ll see Dr. Griffiths to check on your recent test

“Okay.”

leaving the recuperation building, Freya walked toward

building of Caltun General Hospital was far from the recuperation building, and Ethan’s office

recent test results. All the values were

the office, Ethan wore a pleased expression. “Everything looks fine. In three days, your brother

great. Thank you again, Dr.

documents back in the drawer, smiling. “I should be the one thanking you, Professor Harlan. I never expected that the first surgery of this

nothing more

leaving the administrative building. The

the ground floor, she noticed a crowd of people

on? Are they protesting?” Freya was puzzled and took a

got closer, she realized that several vans parked at the

crowd were both reporters and camera