You Are My Mr Right

“How did you know?” Elijah had been wanting to ask how she knew about Joan Lowe.

“I saw a photo on your desk, and then I noticed that Sivin Peters’ patient looked a lot like the woman in the photo. Luckily, Sivin Peters trusted me and let me meet Joan Lowe. I guessed that you were investigating this matter, so I wanted to help you by finding out about Joan Lowe,” Freya explained.

Elijah’s expression softened. So, Freya came to the hospital today to find out about Joan Lowe?

She had been silently working hard behind his back?

He reached out and held Freya’s small hand in his, tightly gripping it. “Thank you.”

He had misunderstood her, thinking that she was only focused on her work and didn’t care even when Kai fell ill. But it turned out that she wasn’t just about work.

Freya smiled. “We’re husband and wife, you don’t need to thank me. And don’t worry too much. After the things in Joan Lowe’s brain are removed, her memories will be restored. She will definitely remember you. I was planning to tell you tonight after figuring it out. I didn’t expect you to come to the hospital.”

“So, the things in Madam’s brain were implanted by Eric Lowe?” Evan suddenly turned around and asked.

Freya nodded. “Eric Lowe and Sivin Peters are good friends. Sivin performed this surgery. Eric brought Joan back to China to find Sivin because Joan has been experiencing frequent headaches lately, and they are getting worse. Medication is not able to control it, and it could threaten Joan’s life at any time…”

“Threaten her life?” Evan looked at Elijah, tense. “Mr Silverton…”

Elijah’s face remained calm. He just held Freya’s hand even tighter. Freya felt Elijah’s nervousness. She was about to speak, but Evan spoke first. “Mr Silverton, could it be that Eric Lowe didn’t want Madam to regain her memories and that’s why he didn’t want her to have the surgery…?”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“No, because not having the surgery would endanger Joan Lowe’s life. From what I see, Eric Lowe genuinely loves her. And based on my observation, he should have agreed to the surgery.” Freya said.

Evan pondered for a moment. “So, once Madam has the surgery, she will regain her memories, and the truth will be revealed?”

Freya nodded. “That’s right.”

Evan then said, “So, Joan Lowe is a name given by Eric Lowe.”

Freya also guessed, “It should be, right?”

Based on the current situation, that seemed to be the case.

…

Stratos City.

Luna received a call from Zane, asking for her address. She groggily provided it and went back to sleep. After a while, the doorbell suddenly rang. She got up in her pajamas and went to open the door. And there stood Zane, holding breakfast.

Luna thought she must be seeing things, rubbed her eyes, and looked again-it was still Zane. She rubbed her eyes once more, and yep, still Zane.

Was she dreaming?

She pinched herself-it hurt.

“Zane, you…” she started to say.

“You said for me to come, so I rushed over.”

“I was just joking.”

Zane shrugged and said, “But I didn’t take it lightly.”

Luna saw him covered in dust and stepped aside. “Come in first, then we’ll talk.”

Zane said, “I got breakfast, let’s eat.”

Luna sat at the table, looking at him. “I haven’t washed my face yet, you go ahead.”

Zane smiled. “Then I’ll wait for you. I purposely bought breakfast to eat with you.”

She was just joking, and Zane took it so seriously.

Luna went to freshen up and put on clothes. Sitting at the dining table, she seriously told Zane, “Don’t do this next time. It scares me.”

“Is it because I’m ugly?” Zane asked.

Luna shook her head. “It’s not because you’re ugly, it’s because you’re foolish. You take jokes too seriously.”

Zane didn’t mind. “I think it’s worth it.”

Luna glanced at him, feeling that his words were too ambiguous.

“After we finish eating, hurry back,” Luna urged.

Zane blinked his eyes, looking pitiful. “I didn’t sleep much all night. Won’t you let me take a nap?”

Wait, what?

Luna furrowed her brows. Why did that sound off?

What did he mean by letting him take a nap?

“If you need rest, go get a hotel room. I don’t have any extra rooms for you to sleep in,” she replied.

Her house only had one bedroom.

“Alright, I’ll go book a hotel room. Come on, hurry up with your meal before it gets cold,” Zane readily agreed.

Luna felt a pang of guilt. Zane had come all the way here, and she was about to send him off to a hotel.

However, she didn’t relent.

…

Urbora City.

Freya and Elijah returned to their abode. As soon as they stepped through the door, Linda exclaimed, “Someone delivered a wedding invitation today.”

Freya was the first to inquire, “Who’s getting married?”