CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 146 What to Remember

Chapter 146 What to Remember

"Do you remember anything?"

With tears in her eyes, she looked at Johnson Smith, trying hard to recall everything that had happened over the years.

She didn't know what he wanted her to remember.

What exactly was she supposed to remember...

Lilian looked at him helplessly, hoping to hear the answer from him.

He just smiled, as if he understood what she was thinking from her eyes. He gently shook his head and said, "I won't tell you. If you remember, you wouldn't look at me with such eyes."

Lilian opened her mouth, and Johnson suddenly walked closer to her.

Her eyelids trembled slightly, and she instinctively tilted her head back.

He leaned closer and closer to Lilian, and his face almost touched her. Lilian instinctively wanted to avoid him. But Johnson pinched her chin, not allowing her to move.

His nose touched hers, and their breaths intertwined, exuding a sense of ambiguity.

Lilian held her breath, afraid to move.

Johnson said, "Lilian, you should die."

Lilian shifted her gaze and met his smiling eyes, feeling her heart skip a beat.

The next second, he suddenly grabbed the chair and pushed her away.

The chair flipped and fell to the ground, and Lilian once again hit the ground hard, which made her feel like her internal organs were smashed out.

She curled up in pain, and her face devoid of color. Large beads of cold sweat were dripping down her forehead.

No one knew how painful she now felt.

Because she couldn't make a sound.

Johnson no longer bothered with her, turned around and left the room, closing the door, leaving Lilian lying alone on the ground.

Her wrists and ankles were scraped, and the ropes stained red with her blood.

Lilian opened her eyes slightly and stared at the door through her messy hair.

For a moment, she couldn't distinguish between the pain in her body and the pain in her heart.

She couldn't understand Francis, nor could she understand Johnson.

All their actions were so confusing to her.

Francis wanted to isolate her from the outside world and keep her as his pet in a cage. He treated her with indifference but refused to divorce her.

Johnson brought her here and forced her to remember something, but didn't tell her what she should go search in her memory.

She didn't even know him.

Overwhelmed by a strong sense of sleepiness, Lilian closed her eyes in despair, feeling like the whole world was against her.

Was it just because she couldn't speak?

These were Lilian's last thoughts before falling into a coma.

...

Night fell. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Francis sat on the sofa in the living room, surrounded by scraps of paper from the torn divorce agreement, lying quietly at his feet.

In the past, whenever he tore up the divorce paper, Lilian would obediently stay in this house.

But this time, the scraps of the divorce paper were on the floor for a whole day, and he didn't have any news from that little dumb.

Nelson paced at the door, hesitant to go in.

Because he searched all day and found no trace of Lilian. After Courtney disappeared in the blind spots of the surveillance, he couldn't find any trace of Lilian and her.

Linkland City was a big city. They didn't use their phones or the internet. It meant that even if they started an inch-by-inch search in the city now, it would take at least half a month.

By that time, Courtney and Lilian might have left Linkland City already.

He peeked inside from the doorway. The living room was dark with no lights on, but he could faintly see the silhouette of a person on the sofa.

Just when Nelson didn't know what he should do, a car sped in and stopped outside the villa.

Lester quickly got out of the car and came to Nelson, whispering, "How is it? Any leads?"