Chapter 696 Regain Her Memories


    After Slevin had sent Elspeth home, he sent Damian back as promised.


    Elspeth felt a sense of relief as she looked at her son, who was standing in front of her with an excited


    expression. She pulled him into her arms and asked, "Where did Uncle Slevin take you today,


    Damian?"


    Then, the boy animatedly recounted every detail of his day''s adventures. "Uncle Slevin asked someone


    to take me to many fun ces. We went to the zoo and ate fried chicken, which you usually won''t allow


    me to eat. Frankly, I have no problem with him being my daddy."


    "What nonsense are you talking about?" Elspeth knocked his head and added, "He can''t be your


    daddy."


    After hearing this, Damian nced up and noticed an unusual expression on his mother''s face. He was


    worried when he saw the redness in the corner of her eyes, so he asked, "What''s wrong, Mommy? Did


    Uncle Slevin hurt you? If he did that, tell me, and I swear I will never let him get away with it!" The


    changes in his tone signaled a sudden transformation from his previously warm and weing


    demeanor toward Slevin.


    "I''m fine. Nheless, you should always remember that Callum is, and always will be, your daddy,


    alright?"


    Although the boy was shocked by her words, he still nodded. "Don''t worry, Mommy. I''ll listen to


    whatever you say."


    Elspeth sighed in relief at Damian''s obedience and said, "Now, Damian, there is something crucial I


    want you to remember. I will pick you up for the next few days, so don''t follow anyone except me,


    okay?"


    Yet, the implication behind his mother''s words eluded him, leaving him no choice but to inquire, "Did


    you get into a fight with Uncle Slevin, Mommy? I have this intuition that you don''t like him and want me


    to keep my distance."


    Nheless, she felt helpless in the face of her son''s overly sensitive nature and had no choice but to


    find an excuse. Thus, she ruffled his hair and pretended to be mad. "Don''t overthink it. It''s just that I


    want to spend more time with you because we aren''t spending much time together recently. What''s


    wrong with that? Don''t you want to spend time with me?"


    "Of course not. I want to be with you," Damian replied without hesitation. Then, he snuggled himself


    into Elspeth''s embrace and asked, "When will you be with Daddy, Mommy?" Mommy just said that my


    daddy is Callum. Does that mean she has epted him? he thought excitedly.


    "We''ll talk about thister. Isn''t it time for you to go to bed?"


    "I''ll wash up and go to sleep now. Goodnight, Mommy!" While saying this, he nodded his head.


    "Goodnight, darling."


    After sending Damian back to his room, Elspeth sat on the couch, rxed, and stared at the ceiling.


    The day''s events remained vivid in her memory, and Callum''s words reverberated within her thoughts.


    However, a profound sense of remorse washed over her as she couldn''t shake the feeling that her


    words had deeply hurt him.


    Now that she was immersed in her thoughts, she was abruptly brought back to the present by the


    sound of knocking resonating through the door. Despite the audibility of the knocking, she could discern


    a sense of restraint in it.


    Whom could it be at thiste hour? Then, she stood up and, out of self-preservation, peered through


    the peephole, revealing a towering visage that filled her field of vision. The sight of it startled her, so


    she retreated a few steps. In the meantime, the figure outside knocked again, driven by a growing


    unease due to the absence of a response.


    When Elspeth realized it was Callum, she quickly opened the door, and he leaned forward as soon as


    the door was open. The sudden and tremendous force nearly sent her sprawling backward, but she


    regained her bnce with the wall behind her, and with a look of annoyance on her face, she pushed


    him upright. "What is the meaning of this, Callum? Why are you drunkte at night?" She frowned at


    the stench of alcohol and red at him, urging, "Hey, say something!"


    "I… I miss you."


    In contrast to his earlier demeanor, the man leaned heavily against her, his face flushed from the


    effects of heavy intoxication. In a peculiar manner reminiscent of a cat, he rubbed himself against her,


    which triggered a sense of familiarity within her.


    "Get up. I can''t breathe when you are so heavy." While saying this, Elspeth pushed him away in


    disgust. It wasn''t that she harbored hatred toward him, but rather a strong distaste for those who


    indulged in excessive drinking. At this moment, Callum, in his current state, was pushing his luck.


    "You have to trust me, Elspeth. Slevin isn''t a good person. He is trying to drift us apart to have you by


    himself. Yet, rather than loving you, he is just using you. I am the only one who truly loves you—"


    Meanwhile, his words stirred something within her for some inexplicable reason, and she couldn''t resist


    yfully poking his cheek. As his eyebrows knitted together, a reaction to her yful gesture, a surge


    of awe flooded her heart, leaving her utterly captivated by his enigmatic charm. Then, she said softly, "I


    know, Callum. I know everything."


    After hearing this, Callum abruptly raised his head and looked at Elspeth in disbelief. "Really? Do you


    know everything?"


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    "Of course. Having memory loss does not make me stupid. How can I not distinguish this?" She rolled


    her eyes but then patted his face when she realized he couldn''t see her reaction.


    In an abrupt surge of anguish triggered by the recollection of her words, he lowered his head and


    uttered a hushed tone, "But… That isn''t what you said a few hours ago. You told me that you believe in


    Slevin."


    "Damian is in his hands at that moment. What if something happened to him because I didn''t oblige to


    his request? You seem like a smart man, yet why can''t you think this through?"


    "I knew it. I knew you still remembered me. You trust me—" Callum giggled and flung himself toward


    Elspeth, rubbing his face against hers. "Come home with me, Elspeth. We''ll take Damian with us too."


    Then, she nced at him and said, "We''ll see about that."


    In that split second, his eyes lit up as he reassured her, "Don''t worry. I swear I will treat you guys well."


    "That''s hard to say. Maybe you have a lover at home waiting for us." After all, five years have passed


    since then. As a man in his thirties, he would need to release his stress physically, and I don''t believe


    he could keep his hands to himself.


    Within Elspeth''s words lingered a subtle undercurrent of envy, and as Callum perceived it, he tenderly


    cupped her face, his gaze filled with authentic surprise.


    "Have you regained your memory?" His words flowed forth, apanied by an intense gaze that bore


    into her soul as if his prating stare could sear through her very being.


    "You—" Despite her meticulous efforts to conceal her facade, the man before her had effortlessly


    pierced through it, leaving her in profound devastation. "How did you find out?" Her initial intention had


    been to pull off a prank, but with the current turn of events, she realized her n would fall short.


    As Elspeth bared her actions, a newfound rity washed over Callum''s eyes, dispelling the confusion


    that had clouded them moments ago. "That''s because… I am also pretending."