Chapter 1141 A Pawn
Natalie held Heather's hand. She really hadn't heard of any drug that could change a person, but she wondered what exactly happened to Yancy. "Have you seen Yancy?"
"Yes, that was two weeks ago. He was very cold to me, and his temperament and personality had changed. This is something the old Yancy would never have shown to me. Or maybe, being with me is just a way to avoid the blind dates Cassidy arranged for him, and I am just a pawn to deliberately anger Cassidy."
Natalie pursed her lips slightly, suddenly unsure how to comfort Heather, because she was also stuck in trouble, unable to see the light or find a way out.
The two of them could only huddle together for warmth in the trouble.
"I suddenly figured it out." Heather gave a somewhat self-deprecating smile, her slightly red lips curving into a shallow arc. "No one would refuse the identity of a wealthy young man from a prestigious family, and being the owner of a bar. To resist Cassidy, Yancy needed to find an ordinary person to anger Cassidy, to resist the socialite blind dates Cassidy arranged for him. And I just happened to be there. I come from a humble background, and at that time, I was just a ordinary agent at Dynamic Entertainment, earning a six or seven thousand dollars a month. Perhaps the current Yancy is his true self."
Heather's curled eyelashes drooped. "It was all just an illusion before. It was hard for him, pretending for so long. After all, the Reynolds Group already belongs to Cassidy, and Yancy is Cassidy's only son. In the future, the vast Reynolds Group will be his. His future wife will be a socialite from a prestigious family, not someone like me from the mediocre background."
Yancy was casually playing a rich man's game, but Heather got too involved.
Natalie really couldn't console Heather, because she was also confused. She lay on the sofa, resting her head on Heather's knee. There were many difficult things waiting for you, but you still had to straighten your backs and move forward.
"Heather, Adrian looks at me with such cold eyes, like the first time we met, cold like a stranger. I cheer myself up every day, telling myself he's just lost his memory. Once Adrian recovers, he can prepare for surgery, and then Adrian can regain his memory. The CT scan shows a shadowy area in his brain, which might be the cause of his amnesia. But I don't know how long his amnesia will last." Natalie sighed with a smile, trying to make herself smile a bit more genuinely.
"When Adrian and I fell off the high bridge together, our fingers were tightly clasped. At that moment, I thought if only we could both survive. Later, when I woke up and he was in a coma, I thought if only he could wake up, I would be willing to pay any price, even my own life, to bring him back. Later, Adrian woke up, but he had lost his memory. People really can't be satisfied. In the first two days while taking care of him, I thought as long as he wakes up, it's enough. But when I saw him laughing with Andrea, I thought if only Adrian could remember me." Natalie could keep telling herself in her heart that it was good that Adrian woke up; his memory would come back eventually.
But no matter how much she numbed herself, when she met Adrian's cold eyes, her heart still ached.
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