Gwendolyn lost herself in her memories.

The orphanage… My in-laws… Why does everything seem familiar?

Dubious, she returned to Jennifer’s side and held the latter’s hand that was not hooked up to the IV drip. “Jennifer, do you still remember what’s your family name?”

Jennifer weakly curled her lips before gazing at Gwendolyn gently. “What’s the matter? How can I not remember what’s my family name? When I was taken in by the orphanage director at Fairlake, she decided to name me Jennifer, and she gave me her family name, Weller.”

At that, Gwendolyn froze and turned to Treyton.

The man was equally taken aback. He darted off the other bed and grabbed Jennifer’s hand before questioning in disbelief, “What’s the matter, Jennifer? You’re not a Weller anymore. You’re a Newton. You’re the daughter of the Newton family, and your name in the family tree is Elise Newton. Do you still remember that?”

Jennifer retracted her arm from his grasp and inched closer to Gwendolyn as if she was seeking solace and security.

Lowering her head, she then apologized, “Mr. Wright, I know you’re here to take care of me because of

Gwendolyn, and I’m grateful for that, but you’re Gwendolyn’s husband. I don’t want her to misunderstand our relationship, so Mr. Wright, please keep a distance from me. Also, please don’t say strange things like these anymore. I really don’t understand what you’re trying to say.”

“What?”

Gwendolyn and Treyton shared a look, wondering about the same thing.

When did Treyton become my husband? Mr. Wright? Are her memories distorted?

A wave of complex feelings washed over Gwendolyn, and she turned to face Treyton again. “Treyton, do watch over Jennifer. I’m going to ask Prof. Mallory to come and take a look at her.”

Right as she was about to leave, Jennifer grabbed her hand.

“Gwendolyn, don’t. It’s not appropriate for me and your husband to stay in this room alone.”

Gwendolyn was bereft of words.

Treyton’s eyes reddened, and it felt as if his heart was pulverized, the pain spreading through his entire body.

“So you knew that I was around, Jennifer, but you thought I was Kiddo’s husband. That’s why you were keeping a distance from me. That’s why you were ignoring me and giving me the cold shoulder.”

him in confusion, completely unaffected by the melancholic expression he bore

on his countenance.

continue holding onto Gwendolyn’s hand tightly to stop

was nothing Gwendolyn could do but sigh. “How about this, Treyton? You should get Prof. Mallory

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his bloodshot eyes and turning to leave.

“Gwendolyn, it feels like Mr. Wright is looking at me strangely all the time, but

uncertain of

but as Joshua had yet to arrive, she guessed it would be better for her to keep

few minutes later,

and he promptly said to Jennifer, “Don’t worry. I’m your doctor, and I have some things

worriedly turned to Gwendolyn, but Gwendolyn smiled

nodded

as

off. “Doctor, my family

Ms. Weller,” Joshua agreed with a smile. Pointing at Gwendolyn calmly, he continued, “Who is she to you?”

away from the orphanage by Old Mr. Wright when she was fifteen,

she now?”

for a while

Gwendolyn and Treyton frowned.

and a mother of

continued querying, “Then, Ms.

“Twenty-one.”

as well, Joshua pointed at Treyton and asked,

never seen him before, and I don’t know his name, but he’s the one taking care of me lately. He’s Gwendolyn’s newlywed

more Treyton listened, the dimmer the light of hope in his eyes

that Craig injected was far too strong. Jennifer’s mind was

memories were trapped back in time when everyone in the orphanage disliked her because she was too old and sick. No one wanted her to leech off the orphanage, and the new director

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was the one who took her in and tried to get enough

had not appeared in her life at that time, so he was nothing but a stranger to her now.

pulled Gwendolyn and

My suggestion for you is to talk about what happened the last few years with her as often as you can so that you can inform her about her

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