Chapter 1352


    Seeing how she was being generous and uncalcting, Liam, on the contrary, felt even more ufortable.


    He did not believe that any woman could be this understanding, and even if there was, it just showed that the woman did not love


    that man enough.


    But it is evident that Yanne was not someone like that.


    Yanne got down from his car, waved at him, and walked into her house.


    Liam turned his car around, pulled over by the roadside, and lit a cigarette.


    Amidst the cloud of cigarette smoke, Liam looked bothered.


    He never thought that there woulde a day when his emotions would be affected by some woman.


    He was even teasing Josiah for this.


    After finishing the cigarette, he started his car again and drove to Ivy''s residence.


    Ivy had already fallen asleep.


    She was sleeping when Liam left earlier, but here she was, sleeping again.


    It was as if she was able to sleep better after she had lost her memories.


    "Wee home, sir," Quincy greeted Liam and immediately lowered her head to apologize, "I''m sorry


    Sir, I should have taken better care of Miss Ivy."


    "How is she now?" Liam heard from the butler that Ivy was sleeping.


    "She had just fallen asleep."


    "How''s the wound?"


    "It’s nothing serious but Miss Ivy refused to dress the wound, she said putting a bandage over makes it


    look ugly."


    Quincy added, "sir, would you please try to convince Miss Ivy to dress her wound once she wakes up


    later?"


    "Okay." Looking at Ivy who was sleeping soundly in her bed, he said to Quincy, "get me the first-aid


    box."


    "Yes, Sir." Quincy quickly retrieved the first-aid box, left it on the bedside table, and left the room.


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    Liam walked over to the bed and lowered himself so that he could take a better look at Ivy.


    She still looked pale and frail. Her head of ck hair was spread over the pillow and she was dressed


    in a satin nightgown.


    The sleeves were rolled up to her arms, revealing part of her fair skin.


    Holding up her wrist, Liam noticed a fresh scar on top of the rest of the scars.


    The scabs were falling off but those scars still pained and terrified Liam. It was as if he was able to


    imagine how Ivy was lying helplessly in the pool of blood.


    Taking a deep breath, Liam leaned in closer and pressed his lips against hers.


    His kiss woke Ivy.


    Opening her eyes slowly, Ivy studied him dazedly and asked, "who are you?"


    Had she forgotten about him again?


    Feelings of disappointment and sadness welled up in his heart. Introducing himself to Ivy for the tenth time, he said, "I''m Liam."


    "Liam?" Ivy furrowed her brows and asked, "Are we friends?"


    "Yes."


    "Ah, I see. Thanks foring to see me."


    Ivy smiled at him and then pointed at his cheek.


    Liam reached out his hands and touched his cheek. "What''s wrong? If


    Still smiling, Ivy replied, "There''s lipstick here."


    Liam was flustered. He quickly wiped away the lipstick stain with the back of his hands.


    He forgot that Yanne had kissed him earlier.


    Seeing how Liam was struggling to remove the stain, Ivy gave him a hand instead. "It''s here."