"I heard about our past from Dylan." In the end, Kevan still couldn't be honest with her. Using Dylan as an excuse, he tried to bring up their history together. Alas, this news shocked Larissa.The expression on her face froze. Her body stiffened when she heard Kevan's words. To Larissa, Kevan, who had lost his memories, might appear to be the same person as Kevan from before. Alas, he was still quite different. He didn't have the unpleasant memories of their past together, nor was he as sarcastic and harsh as before. Their improved relationship right now was based on the foundation that she didn't feel embarrassed about herself in front of him anymore. Things would be different if he regained his previous memories. She could forgive Kevan in his current state. Alas, she couldn't let go of the pain that he had caused her in the past. As her guard went up, Kevan could see the change in her eyes which had turned cold with suspicion. His heart ached. It was as if it was p

They returned to the hospital ward. The vibe between them was very different from before. Kevan had regained some of his past memories. So, Larissa didn't know how to act around him. He was eager to talk about their past. Yet she couldn't muster up the courage to do so. That was the topic she wanted to avoid the most. Covering her mouth, Larissa pretended to yawn. "I'm feeling a bit tired. You can go about your business while I take a nap." She got into bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. Kevan knew that it was an excuse. So, he didn't want to trouble her further. He went along with her and replied, "Alright, get a good rest." Kevan came to Westonia for two purposes. First to visit Larissa and second to discuss how to deal with Cody with Gary. The latter issue was completely resolved the day before. Thus, the reason he stayed back was to spend more time with Larissa, hoping that it would alleviate his feelings of loneliness while they were apart. Still, it seemed as

The security guards told Dylan that the couple came to look for their daughter-in-law. They mentioned that her name was Larissa Seymour. However, the apartment complex had tight security measures. Even if Larissa's name was on the resident's list, the security guards couldn't let them in. The guard had informed them that they had to either wait for their daughter-in-law to come and pick them up or have her call the security office. After receiving her call, only then could they enter the apartment complex. Travis' parents refused both options. They insisted on kicking up a fuss at the entrance of the apartment complex. In the end, the security guards had to call the police to take them away. Hearing this, Kevan furrowed his brows. After the Hardy family took the one million dollars from Yvette, they returned to their hometown. No one had heard anything from them since. Kevan didn't bother wasting his time to follow up on them as they didn't stir up any trouble. Who could

Kevan's plane touched down at Bartham early in the morning. He had notified his assistant before getting on the plane. Thus, a car was waiting for Kevan to pick him up. Despite the long flight, Kevan didn't seem tired at all. He went home and got changed. After that, he headed straight to the company without needing any time to get used to the time difference. Yesterday, Kevan had gone through most of his work that had piled up. While driving, Kevan's assistant suggested, "Mr. Rogers, you don't need to rush back to the office. You should take some time off to rest at home instead …"With a frown, Kevan waved his hand to dismiss his assistant, who fell silent with a look of concern on his face. Kevan checked his emails on his phone, browsing through the unread messages that he missed during the flight. He continued receiving updates about Lana's situation. Since Yvette's hospital ward was not a single room, Lana could only sit on the bedside chair for a moment. Sometimes,

Kevan was afraid. He seemed to be more anxious after reuniting with Larissa. Kevan could guess the reason why the Hardy family was looking for Larissa. It was because of money. After their abuse, Kevan knew that Larissa would not accept the Hardy family's demands. Still, they might use Travis' death as a ploy to soften Larissa's heart. Kevan didn't know everything about Larissa. Still, he knew a lot about her. They had been together for so many years, after all. Despite her sharp tongue and stubborn personality, she would relent if one persisted. Kevan only liked it when Larissa relented for him. Kevan narrowed his eyes. Since Travis was dead, he had to disappear from this world. He could not be a hindrance to Larissa ever again. A thick stack of documents slid out of the paper bag. They plopped on his office desk. At first glance, Kevan's eyes fell on a photo attached to a resume on the first page. Earlier, his subordinate had given him information on the member

The Hardy family had no money, power, or connections. They enjoyed a short period of popularity within their community from having two successful sons. Many close and distant relatives came knocking on their door with gifts to ask for favors. Some of them requested that Travis find a job for their children in Covenford. And some of them requested to borrow large sums of money. Dick and Janine were snobs who cared about their reputation. But they loved money even more. Those who came to borrow money were sent away with various excuses. As for those who came to ask for jobs, Travis was forced to fulfill each of their requests. This was because they didn't need to spend a cent to receive admiration from their relatives. Larissa was not spared as well. She was also forced to use her connections at work to land jobs at the Regal Dynasty Hotel for the Hardy family's relatives. Still, people were pragmatic. They saw that Andrew had returned to his hometown and started living off

Kevan skimmed through all the information. He placed the stack of documents down. He picked up the phone on his office desk. "Check and see if any department in the company received a resume from a man named Andrew Hardy." He received a reply soon after, "Farnworth Finances received his resume." Farnworth Finances was a financial service company under Microworks Corporation. Since Andrew was a finance graduate, it was understandable that he sent his resume there. Kevan tapped on the desk lightly with his index and pondered for a moment. "Notify him to come in for work as soon as possible." If Andrew wanted a job, he would give him what he wanted, as long as that family would stop stirring up more trouble for Larissa. Time flew by, and it was Saturday. Early in the morning, Dylan knocked on Kevan's door. "Are you ready? Can we leave now?"Unlike Dylan, who was dressed up in a suit, Kevan was still in his black silk pajamas, leisurely drinking a cup of coffee in his living r

When Kevan heard what Dylan said, he looked up in mock surprise. "What? Are you afraid of Sharon?" Being stared at by Kevan made Dylan blush. Without thinking of the consequences, he kicked Kevan in the shin."Hurry up! Stop rambling!" It was rare for Kevan to be interested in gossip. So he didn't retaliate to Dylan's kick. "If you like Sharon, then just admit it. It's not like you haven't shot your own foot before this. Since both of you are married now, you should forget about the past and move on!" Kevan patted Dylan on the shoulder. When he heard Kevan's words, Dylan's expression froze. The redness in his cheeks also faded. It left him with a dejected look on his face. Kevan knew that Dylan was getting sucked into a dilemma regarding Sharon once again. "It's not easy to find someone who likes you back."Kevan seldom talked vulnerably about relationship matters with Dylan. But after he experienced unrequited love, Kevan couldn't help but feel some empathy toward

Inside the ballroom, Sharon was doing the final checks of the venue. She walked in sky-high heels, dressed in a tailored white pantsuit that hugged her figure. Her shoulder-length hair danced in the air as she flitted around the hall. It brought attention to the sparkling diamond earrings dangling from her ears. The moment Dylan saw Sharon, his gaze fell on her, mesmerized by her beauty. Dylan looked like a lovesick puppy. Thus, Kevan snapped a picture of Dylan on his phone. Sharon spoke to the staff milling around her with a walkie-talkie in one hand. She pointed to the misaligned lights on the ceiling with a frown. Kevan asked Dylan, "Should we go over to Sharon?" Dylan finally pulled his eyes away from her. Looking around the ballroom, he replied with an indifferent expression on his face, "There's no need. Let's find a place to sit down."Kevan raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you say that Sharon had called you three times? She must have had something urgent for you to do, don't

"You said you wanted my help?" Dylan looked around. The ballroom had already been set up and only needed some final touches. The hotel staff was busy, but everything was in order. It seemed that there was no need for his help. He furrowed his brows, and a sense of annoyance surged from within."Can you stop using these lowly tactics?" Sharon would go to any lengths to see him, just like before. His cold tone and disgusted gaze caught her off guard. Moments later, she smiled with a hint of sarcasm."It seems that you have overestimated your charm." She glared at Dylan. The rosy hue on her face faded as she spoke sarcastically. "It was your father's idea that you come here. Don't forget, we're a model couple in others' eyes. Or do you wish to let the cat out of the bag?"The essence of Dylan's marriage with Sharon was known to both families. They merely wanted the stability and business cooperation the marriage brought. They didn't care whether the two were happy with the arrang