Arthur felt that Sophia was asking for too much, so he didnât comply. âIf youâre lost again, just simply find someone to bring you back to your room.â
âItâs okay even if you donât remember me, Arthur. Iâll always remember you. Even when youâre married, youâre still the man whom I love the most,â Sophia said seriously before turning around and leaving quickly.
At this moment, the man froze for a few seconds. He looked in her direction with his deep eyes and suddenly remembered something. Following that, he reached his hand into his shirt pocket, took out the paper that she gave him, and opened it.
It was his handwriting on it.
When he read the words on the paper, his brows knitted together. When did I write such loving words to a woman? But this is really my handwriting. When did I lose my memories of this girl?
With a frown, he thought that he didnât want to create any problems since his wedding was in three days. It didnât matter whether he had anything to do with this girl.
The past has nothing to do with the future.
In the Jennings Residence, Emily had just received a message from the human relations department that someone with the name âSophia Goodwinâ was on the guest list, indirectly causing her insomnia.
I canât believe Sophiaâs here. What does she want? Does she want to restore her relationship with Arthur? At the thought of all the anger that she felt from Sophia, she thought that she could use this chance to return all that to her since this was her territory, âItâs good that youâre here. You asked for it yourself, so donât blame me,â Emily scoffed. She was already Arthurâs fiancée anyway, and it would be her big day three days later, so she could torture Sophia within these three days.
That night, Sophia tossed and turned in bed until the next morning. Her eyes were all red from crying after feeling that the Arthur that she met today was familiar yet strange.
What had he been through when he returned to his family? Why canât he remember me? Did he lose his memory?
Meanwhile, that same night, Anastasia was asleep till midnight when she felt the man beside her come back. She suppressed her drowsiness and asked, âDid you find out anything?â
âYa. Letâs talk about it tomorrow. You should sleep.â He kissed her on her head and put her to sleep.
He had looked into Arthurâs schedule and his test report with Richard tonight. There wasnât anything wrong other than Arthur had gone to Johnnyâs laboratory. This was the part that they hadnât gotten into.
The next day, there were many guests at the manor, making it busy and lively. Just as Sophia finished her breakfast, a maid came to her. âMiss Goodwin, someone is looking for you.â
âWho is it?â
âPlease follow me.â
Sophia didnât feel suspicious as she thought that it was Arthur looking for her, so she followed the maid and entered a car. After five minutes of driving, they reached a racecourse, and she finally saw the person who was looking for her.
Shocked, she looked at the person. Emily?
âLong time no see! I heard youâre coming to our wedding, so I thought that I should meet you personally.â Emily smirked.
Hearing that, Sophia took a deep breath and said, âCongratulations to you both.â
âIf youâre trying to stir up my wedding, Iâll let you pay for it, Sophia. Iâm warning you. Leave my man alone. If you think that he still loves you, I advise you to give up on that thought. He only loves me now!â Emily said confidently.
Sophia spent the entire night thinking things through, coming to the conclusion that it was what it was.
She didnât intend to mess anything up, so she gave the lady her promise, explaining, âIâm here for the wedding. I promise you I wonât go near him.â
Needless to say, Emily didnât believe her, but it didnât matter anymore since Arthur had already forgotten about her. She had purposely talked about Sophia in front of Arthur previously, but he didnât have any reaction. With that, she vaguely knew what her father had done, but she definitely wouldnât tell others about it.
âIf you want me to believe you, ride a horse with me then.â
âI donât know how to ride a horse.â
âDonât worry! All the horses here are very gentle and wellâtrained,â said Emily, with a devilish look flashing on her face.