Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 582

Nolan did not know what to say.

The car was slowly moving toward the East Island Villa. Nolan did not know how to get along with his son along the journey, but there was an inexplicable desire to get closer to him in his heart.

The good thing was that Wayion did not make things hard for him at this time and took the initiative to spark a conversation with him. Nolan only had memories from before he was 17, so it was not too hard for him to talk to an 8,5-year-old boy.

Maisie turned her head to look at the father-son duo and asked Quincy in a soft voice, “Is this how Nolan looked like when he was 17?”

Quincy nodded. “Yeah.”

Then, he sighed slightly and continued. “Mr.

Goldmann did use to be like this in the past before the incident involving Madam Goldmann.”

Maisie did not say anything as she looked at Nolan. Nolan used to be a man who would give off an indifferent and imposing vibe that made people reluctant to get close to him. However, right now, he had become a lot more approachable. Perhaps, it was because he had lost his memory? But one silver lining was that he still treated them as his family despite having no memory of them.

In any case, no matter what happened to him, he was still Nolan.

Nolan did not have any memory of the East Island Villa. After getting into the villa, he scanned the surroundings for a long while before asking, “Where is our room?”

freeze in her tracks. She asked Quincy to bring their luggage into their rooms and walked up to him. “It’s not our room. It’s your room. Come,

and asked with a frown,” But aren’t husbands and wives supposed to

and she replied,” Yeah. We used to be husband and wife, but you

of surprise crossed Nolan’s eyes. He stopped and looked at her

and frowned. It indeed did not look like a woman had

approached him and chuckled. “Why?

beautiful woman smiling brightly like a flower before him. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down

her luscious red lips and said, “We’re going back home in another two days. In the meantime,

she turned and left. Nolan lifted his arm but stopped in midair. He clenched his

“Ms. Vanderbilt, here’s a letter Mr.

confusion. She took the letter, opened

the contents of the letter as well, so he asked,

the letter and replied, “Madam Hathaway

a hotel in

with built-in floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a panoramic

was wearing a dress, with a scarf

that other than

elegant older woman she had