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.

establishment approaching, she needed to

no

between the Kaufmann Residence and the hospital, and Braxton’s

Ayden taking care of the Kaufmann Group, Freya felt

Ten days passed.

It was the weekend.

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

Freya, immediately smiling brightly. “Frey,

casually took

to visit a patient and brings red roses? If people don’t know any better, they’d think you’re here

Freya spoke, she inserted the flowers into the vase on

think red roses look

and Isabella arrived with the breakfast she had brought, which she

watched as Isabella displayed the demeanor of a virtuous wife, serving the soup, feeding Braxton, and even

commented. “It’s like Isabella

narrowed her eyes as she turned to him. “Matthew, are you looking for

“It seems like you

reassured?” Braxton threw

three of them joking and stood up, saying, “Brax, since you have someone here to accompany you, I’ll see Dr. Griffiths to check on your

“Okay.”

the recuperation building, Freya walked toward the administrative

Hospital was far from the recuperation building, and

to check Braxton’s recent test results. All the values were within the normal range. The one-in- a-million

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

relieved. “That’s great. Thank you again, Dr.

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

was nothing more fulfilling than

with Ethan for a while with a smile before leaving the administrative building.

she reached the ground floor, she noticed a

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

she realized that several vans parked at the hospital gate

crowd were both reporters and