After witnessing everything outside, relief swamped Trevor.
Clearly, his hypnosis was still working for his son-in-law remembered nothing.
Reassured, he came in and advised them. âEnough. Sebastian, stop blaming Sasha. It was Roxyâs fault.
I shall discipline her for her reckless action later!â
Sebastianâs tensed expression relaxed a little.
Trevor went to Sasha and persuaded, âSasha, donât be mad. I promise this wonât happen again, alright?â
Instead of replying, Sasha merely wiped her tears away silently.
Mad? Do I have the right to get mad?
A few minutes later, everyone filed out of her room. Sashaâs mouth was hurting and her head was
throbbing. She pulled up the covers and fell asleep bitterly.
It didnât take long for her to fall asleep.
When she woke up, the sky was dark. As her eyes fluttered open, she was surprised to see the glaring
fluorescent lamp in her ward replaced by a crystal chandelier.
Huh?
âYouâre awake?â A low and seductive drawl reached her ears, soothing her raw nerves.
Sasha turned to look on reflex.
Indeed, a handsome man was seated at the desk next to the window on her right. Noticing her
movement, he snapped his laptop shut and came to her.
Sashaâs expression turned icy. âSebastian, why are you here?â
In response, Sebastian looked at her like she was a fool. âThis is my place. Why canât I be here?â
Sasha failed to formulate a response.
Suddenly, she realized something was amiss and sat up from bed abruptly.
When she gasped in pain from jostling her wound, Sebastian came to her and supported her gently.
âDonât move. Youâre still not well.â
Sasha was still heaving in pain.
When she finally caught her breath, she pushed him away.
âAre you crazy? You keep blowing hot and cold. What do you want from me?â she demanded, her eyes
turning red.
His actions were draining her energy.
Which is the real him? Is it the man who stayed with me in Moranta? Or the heartless man torturing me
right now? Can I get a confirmation?
âYouâre my childrenâs mother. Iâm protecting you because of them. Is there something wrong with that?â
came his cool reply.
âIâm safe now. Why did you bring me here? I want to go home. Send me home now!â
âHome? Do you know where you are now?â
Suddenly, the man, who had a bowl of soup in his hand, turned to look out of the window.
Sasha was briefly stunned.
What does he mean? Are we not in Summerbank now?
She bolted up in surprise at that thought and rushed to the window to look outside.
âSebastian Hayes, you scum!â
Finally, sheâs cursing me!
The man sat on the bed and flashed a smile. Of course, he was still holding the bowl of soup elegantly.
He took a spoon for her so she could drink it later and stirred the soup calmly.
Two minutes later, Sasha returned to her bed in a daze.
âSebastian, youâll get eaten by sharks tonight!â
âMm, weâll get eaten by sharks together.â
Heâs definitely crazy!
That night, Sasha couldnât sleep at all. She kept tossing and turning in her bed. It wasnât her wounds that
kept her up, of course.
She felt terribly irritated by the sound of the wild waves.
Damn it. Where is this place? Is he going to lock me up again? Last time, he brought me to the dog
pound. This time, where will he hold me captive? Will he send me away forever?
She was in a foul mood.
At the thought of how the man did this for his first love, her heart felt like exploding in rage.
Was I wrong from the very beginning? Perhaps his memory has been wiped away. Otherwise, he wonât
be doing this.
It feels like he treasures that woman a lot.
As conflicted feelings burdened her entire being, she couldnât sleep that night.
She only managed to catch a few winks when it was almost dawn.
âMs. Wand, are you up? Weâre about to arrive at our destination. Mr. Hayes wants you to wake up and
wash yourself up.â
Sasha got up reluctantly and opened the cabin door.
Huh?
When she saw the bustling port that greeted her eyes, she thought she was hallucinating.
That scum wants to lock me up, right? Why did he bring me here? This doesnât look like the wilderness.
What is going on?