Chapter 442
Joyce stepped into the elevator, pressed for the first floor, and closed the door.
Inside stood two young nurses who had just ended their shifts and who were whispering.
"Mr. Warner from the intensive care VIP ward is awake, you know?"
"I know, he''s so handsome. It''s the first time I''ve seen him in person, I''ve only seen him on magazine
covers before. I want the hospital to transfer me to the special ward, so I can see him a few more
times."
"I heard he had amnesia and had lost part of his recent memory."
"Really! No wonder the doctors had an emergency meeting this afternoon. So it''s because of this. But
what do you mean by recent memory?"
"Yeah. It’s so strange that Mr. Warner only lost part of his recent memory. I''ve never heard of that
before. Usually, patients with prefrontal impact would either lose all of their memory and can''t even
remember who they are, or they lose some of their memory rted to the car ident."
"Hey, whatever, leave that to the doctors to worry about. Tomorrow I''ll see if I can switch my shifts and
sneak in and take a look."
"What''s going on in your head? Can''t you see Mr. Warner''s fiancée visit him every day? What''s the
matter with you?"
"You mean the Heath family''s daughter? So what? Can''t I just have a look?!"
The elevator opened on the second floor and the two nurses stepped out of the elevator.
Joyce listened and came to a realization.Material ? N?velDrama.Org.
She thought it was all because of Luther’s strange and vtile temperament, but it turned out he had
amnesia?
So, he had forgotten all that had happened between him and her after that. The memory went back to
the time when he decided she was a gold-digger, approached Stephanie intending to climb thedder
of social sses, and owed him $800,000?
How did this happen?
How could God have such a big joke?
At this point, the elevator stopped on the first floor.
When the elevator door opened.
Joyce slowly looked up, and the person walking toward her made her frown.
It was Charlotte.
Charlotte was carrying a thermos box in her hand, dressed very inly, and her expensive Chanel suit
made her look extra mild. She was busy like a dutiful wife, and it looked like she hade to bring
Luther dinner.
Joyce was quite wary of Charlotte, and when she thought about the series of events that happened in
the past, she was even more convinced that Charlotte and Thomas were rted, and that the person
who hired Thomas to molest her was exactly this pretentious and hypocritical woman in front of her.
Charlotte saw Joyce and gave a delicate smile, "You came to see him too?"
Joyce''s face remained expressionless, "Well." Now there was no definite evidence yet, as Karl said,
and in order to take down Charlotte, they needed to strike a fatal blow, otherwise, it was meaningless
and would only hurt themselves.
Charlotte waited until Joyce got out of the elevator, and she looked around, approached Joyce, and
finally asked in a whisper, "Does he remember you? Fortunately, he still remembers me and the fact
that I saved his life." In fact, she was deliberately saying it to Joyce. She wanted to tell Joyce that they
were now back to the same starting line, and she was in a more dominant position.
Joyce sneered, "Remember or not, it doesn''t matter. I have nothing to do with him."
As long as she didn''t care about Luther in her mind, what would it matter whether Luther remembered
her or not?
Her eyes fell on Charlotte''s slightly bulging belly; she was dressed rather loosely and the people
around her could barely tell she was pregnant.
Charlotte, on the other hand, wore a close-fitting dress that made her belly appear slightly bulging as if
she wanted everyone to see her belly.
Joyce took her eyes off Charlotte''s belly. Luther and Charlotte already had a child and were engaged.
Now that Luther had lost his memory again, it was even more impossible for her to tell Luther her
suspicions about Charlotte.