Rachel took a little pause before continuing up the stairs.
Lila handed Victor a warm glass of water and remarked, "Mr...."
Suddenly, Lila realized that she had no idea how to address the guy in front of her.
Taking the glass from Lila, Victor drank a gulp of warm water to flush the blood from his mouth.
It seemed like Victor had picked up on Lila’s thoughts, so he put down the glass and said, "I’m Rachel’s husband."
"What?"
Lila’s eyes widened in astonishment.
‘Husband? Miss Bennet’s husband? Then how cAndy and Miss Behave never mentioned it?’ Furthermore, Lila had
enquired about Joey’s father before and Andy had told her that he was not present.
Why was Joey’s father not present? Joey was a good boy.
Rachel was a beautiful and talented woman.
Any other guy would have no intention of abandoning them.
Lila was unable to grasp the significance of such complex issues.
She, therefore, concluded that Joey had lost his father through an accident or sillness.
For this reason, she was really sad for Joey for a long time.
When she saw Joey, she only saw how poor the kid must have been! Joey had lost his father at such an early age.
When Victor revealed that he was Rachel’s husband, Lila was taken aback.
After a time, Lila was able to calm herself and inquire, "If that’s the case, are you Joey’s dad?"
"I’m not."
Victor’s eyes becdarker.
Before Lila could react, she saw that Joey, who had been sitting on the couch, got up and walked out of the room.
"Hey, Joey?"
"I need ssleep."
Joey walked away, sulkily stating his case.
Victor’s eyes hardened as he saw Joey’s back.
His eyes were filled with emotion, but no one knew what was on his mind.
Roger’s jaw clenched slightly when he heard Victor introducing himself to Lila in such a manner, and he eventually stopped
smiling, but he did not immediately reveal Victor.
He was well aware that Victor barely remembered anything.
In addition, Rachel hadn’t yet informed anybody else that she and Victor had split.
Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t.
When she saw Joey’s sluggishness, she asked, "Joey, what’s the matter?"
"Mommy, nothing is wrong.I’m just a little tired."
Rachel checked Joey’s temperature by touching his brow.
She instantly deciphered that he didn’t look this way because he was in discomfort or tired; it was all because of Victor.
In spite of Joey’s claim that he didn’t care for Victor, he really cared the most about him.
"Joey, you misunderstood.Actually,"
"You don’t need to, Mommy." Joey yawned.
That had occurred twice; were they all just misunderstandings? He didn’t think so.
"Mommy, I’m so tired.I’m going to bed in my room now."
Joey bolted up the stairs before Rachel could respond.
In the corner of the stairs, Rachel saw Joey’s back vanish.
Then, she walked towards the living room.
She saw Lila leaving the living room with a confused look.What just happened here?
"Lila?"
Lila returned to her senses abruptly.
"Miss Bennet..."
"What’s the matter? What’s going on?"
"What? Not at all! I’m just figuring out what to cook later," Lila said.
"What do you feel like eating, Miss Bennet?"
Rachel, recalling Joey’s glum expression, said, "I’ll prepare the meal.Take the day off."
"Miss Bennet, will you cook the meal yourself?"
"Yes, I promised to prepare Joey something by myself," Rachel replied with a nod.
"Lila, please go hearly. It’s already raining."
Lila was Rachel’s maid, but she didn’t reside in the house.
She would get here at six in the morning and return to her own residence around ten at night.
Rachel was concerned about Lila, and she arranged for a driver to take her up each morning
"Okay then... But I’d be more than happy to provide a hand, Miss Bennet.It’s still so early.Even if I return home.there is no one
there, and there is nothing to do."
That was enough to change Rachel’s mind, and she nodded.
"Then I will go clean up a little."
Immediately, Lila made her way to the kitchen.
As soon as Rachel walked into the living room, she noticed a suffocating and oppressive feeling in the air, as if the air had
stopped moving.
Seeing Rachel, Roger kept his emotions in check and smiled at her.
"Rachel, did you get the clothes?"
"Yes.However, they may not be the right size for you."
Rachel gave Roger a grey checkered shirt and a pair of casual pants.
"Make the most of these."
"That isn’t important to me," Roger remarked with a shrug.
"It’s useful to have a change of clothing."
"That’s the bathroom." Rachel indicated a direction.
"I recently requested that Lila turn on the hot water.Before you put on these clothes, you’ll need a good, hot bath.You will be less
likely to develop a cold."
"If that’s what you say."
Roger stood up and took the clothes off Rachel’s hands.
Inadvertently, he saw Rachel holding another pair of clothing.His eyes becdark, but he hid it well.
"Rachel, I’m overjoyed." Rachel was puzzled by Roger.
"I’m grateful that you’re so concerned about my well-being.It’s good to know that you won’t put up much of a fight against me
after all." Roger was quite serious.
Rachel’s lips pursed and she shifted the conversation.
"You’d better go get changed."
Roger was aware that he couldn’t rush.He had been paying attention to Victor out of the corner of his eye.
Victor’s face altered slightly when Roger claimed that Rachel didn’t resist him so much.
Roger purposefully stated that so that Victor could hear it.
This time, he sensed that Victor had recovered his memories when he saw him.
However, from the the entered the room until now, Victor behaved as if he had really lost his memories.
His gaze was almost solely focused on Rachel Roger, on the other hand, would not let go of Rachel even if Victor had restored
his memories.
"Do you have any dietary restrictions, by the way?" Rachel inquired.
"I’m not a fussy eater."
"That’s great news.Driving in the rain is difficult.Please stay for a meal if you don’t have anything else to do!" Rachel offered.
Roger nodded with a grin and no qualms.He then took the clothes and went to the restroom thereafter.
Only Rachel and Victor remained in the living room.
Rachel looked at the remaining garments in her hand and added, "You may also change your clothes.There is a restroom on the
second floor.Go upstairs and take a left; you’ll see it."
When Rachel spoke to Victor, her tone was much more distant than when she spoke to Roger.
Rachel turned around and was going to leave after saying that.
Out of nowhere, Victor sprang to his feet and seized her wrist.
His fingers were numb.
"Rachel... Are you in love with him?"