So scenes suddenly ca to Wendy’s mind.
Once in another place, did she also seem to have clamped Michael’s hand?
Nevertheless, Wendy did not have ti to think about it. She opened the door first and went up to check Michael’s condition. "How is your hand? Is it hurt?"
"Daddy!" Leah tilted her head and wanted to look at Michael’s hand as well, but she was too short to see anything.
Michael did not say a word, but his eyes glanced at the door. Then he directly walked in.
Wendy was resigned to his move.
"You even used your daughter to get in, didn’t you?" Wendy looked at Leah standing at the side. With both hands on her hips, Wendy said with anger, "Leah, you said you love Mummy the most. To , you love Daddy the most for sure."
"No, no. Mummy is my favorite for sure." Leah imdiately replied with a serious look, "And then cos Daddy."
"Leah, go take a rest. There are classes tomorrow. If you sleep late, you won’t be able to get up on ti." Michael waved his hand at Leah, urging her to leave.
"Mummy, Daddy, good night." Leah waved her hand at the two of them. Then she turned and ran away.
As soon as Leah left, Wendy looked at Michael, who intended to stay here for sure.
Then she turned around and walked out on her own. "Stay in this room if you like. I will go sleep next door," she said.
While Wendy just took a step, Michael went forward and hugged her into the room, closing the door behind him.
In the next second, Wendy felt a daze and found herself placed on the big bed.
Looking at the standing Michael, Wendy’s heart raced all of a sudden.
She reached out and grabbed her pajamas with a vowed look, stamring, "Mic... Michael, please don’t ss around; the two children are in the opposite room."
"You do not let in just because you are afraid that I will do sothing to you?"
Michael deliberately showed an evil grin, bending down to approach her. He got so close to Wendy that she could feel his breathing clearly.
Wendy imdiately reached out and pushed Michael but found that her strength could not get him away at all.
"I am warning you. If you keep ssing around, I, I will..." Wendy’s face turned red, but she did not know what to do.
They were a couple. Even though Michael did do sothing to her, it seed to be legal.
"What will you do?" Michael questioned closely.
"Michael..." Wendy’s tone softened, and she said, "I am not ready yet. Can you give more ti?"
Hearing Wendy’s words, Michael also switched to a solemn look with no more joking thoughts.
He lowered his head and gently kissed Wendy on her forehead.
He could feel that Wendy’s body was stiff.
Michael was unwilling and even reluctant to force her.
Lying next to Wendy, Michael reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist; his tone was gentle to the extre. "Wendy, don’t worry. I won’t force you to do things you don’t want to."
Hearing Michael’s words, Wendy sighed with relief and felt a little warmth in her heart.
"Thank you, Michael."
"However, I also hope that I won’t have to wait too long."
Wendy was just touched when she heard Michael’s light-minded words. She coughed lightly and picked up another topic. "By the way, Michael, have you ever had your hand caught in a door before?"
This question was quite surprising to Michael.
Michael rembered that one ti he went to look for Wendy and got turned away at her door. That was when his hand got clamped indeed.
Michael did not want to ntion such an embarrassing thing.
However, since Wendy ca up with the question, Michael was a little worried and asked tentatively, "Do you rember anything?"
Wendy was lying in Michael’s arms. Out of his sight, she frowned and said truthfully, "I just rembered as if your hand had been caught in the door before, but it is not here. In the scene from my mory, it seems to be a different place."
Listening to Wendy’s uncertain recollection, Michael sighed with relief.
His hand around Wendy tightened a bit more, with his tone pretending to be relaxed. "True, it is not here but the place you used to live in."
"The place I used to live in?" Wendy asked, "where is it?"
"It is where you lived with Jake after you ca back." Michael apparently would not go into too much detail and just said, "When you rember everything, you will know."
"Then can you tell about the old tis between us?" Wendy’s tone carried so desire and expectation. "I want to know the little bits and pieces that happened between us."
"Too many things have happened between us. How long would it take to talk through?"
Michael knew that he could not keep avoiding the past. Wendy was not asking about it for the first ti, but he dared not tell her, the more she asked.
Michael sighed, "Wendy, let bygones be bygones. What is important is the future,
isn’t it?"
Countless people had told her the sa thing.
Wendy also knew that’s the future was the most important compared to mories.
Nonetheless, what she was missing was not only one or two days worth of mories but eight full years worth of mories.
Yet everyone was not talking about it specifically with her, and Wendy had no choice but to think that she would recover her mory sooner.
The next few days, Michael was entirely engaged in work.
Wendy had nothing to do besides picking up the twins from kindergarten, cooking,
reading a book, or sothing.
Michael was tied up. Sotis he did not co back until midnight.
Wendy did not lock the bedroom door anymore. Michael, indeed, kept his promise and did not force Wendy against her will.
This day, Jill ca to Wendy’s house in person.
Wendy was still a little surprised to see Jill.
"Sis..." Jill entered with a pure sad look. "Your amnesia has caused a lot of trouble."
Jill smiled bitterly, putting the pile of docunts in her hand directly on the coffee table. "I did not want to learn design. When I worked with you as an assistant before, I only needed to deal with things at most but barely interfered in design. Due to your mory loss, the cooperation between HG Enterprise and MC Enterprise is now all on my shoulders. I am literally exhausted this month," she said.
Listening to Jill’s complaints, Wendy was at a loss for words.
She knew that she used to work for MC Enterprise and be in charge of the cooperation between HG Enterprise and MC Enterprise.
It was just that she did not expect that she played such an important role.
"Did you encounter any problems?" Wendy gazed at the docunts placed on the table by Jill and wanted to take a look. Nevertheless, once realizing that she was not working at MC Enterprise, Wendy was worried about inattentively reading the crucial company docunts. Therefore, just as her hand reached out, she pulled it back.
"It is not just a problem. It is a headache." Jill picked up the docunts placed on the table, handed them directly to Wendy, and said, "You had a new design series to put into research and developnt before, and the design team was brought on the right track by you. Before your accident, this series was right at the critical point of deciding the first and final draft.
"I took over most of your work this month, and yet for the design part, I am never good at it. There is nothing I can do."
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