As soon as Ace regained his composure, Rye led him to the sofa. She left him briefly in order to obtain a drink of water. When she returned, she sat next to him and passed him the drink. "Drink up," she instructed. Ace regarded her before tossing the ball. He said "thank you" as he placed the glass on the table in front of them. "Are you feeling better now?" she inquired as she departed. Ace nodded. “You stated you wish to demonstrate something. What might it be?" Ace let out a heavy sigh. "It's not important, but I'd like you to observe my condition. Every day, the situation worsens. Sometimes I am unable to cope with myself." She grimaced. Then what are you requesting of me? He met her gaze. "I-I..." he turned aside, "I want you by my side as I mend myself—" Rye's laughter cut him off. "You need a doctor, not my assistance, Ace. Why would you even ask?” She was aware that she may be impolite, but things began to become tricky. "Only I may indulge myself... But because of h
"Your blush makes you even more lovely. And I was forced to stare at you." Rye raised her eyebrows. Ace gave her a wink. Damn it! She muttered an inward curse. "I'm stunned by how you transport me back in time," he continued. She murmured "Ace" His voice is mesmerizing. It appears like magic is hypnotizing you, as you suddenly discovered yourself plunging into the depths. "Only because I cannot believe how gorgeous you are... Please be patient with me, I don't want to lose you," he added as he drew closer to her. She knows she is crying as Ace smiles and wipes her tears with his thumb. "I simply want you to know that you're lovely." She is now crying much more. Ace was in shock. He straightened his posture and approached her. He bends his knees to match her height while she is still seated. "Hey, what…” When Rye abruptly hugged him, he was unable to complete his apology. His body was dragged slightly forward by the force. He caresses her back after hearing her sobs. "Why the
The following day, Ace decided to return her to the hospital. The man agreed that she should go to the hospital after a series of disputes. The reason is that she must speak with Abby but ignore Lucas. She has no connection or interaction with Lucas. If he lost his memories of her for the better, then. She no longer wishes to return to her past. She simply desired a new beginning. Yes, Ace was correct; Lucas still holds a place in her heart. However, she will continue her efforts to exclude him from her life. Amelia is his daughter, she thought in passing. She gave a headshake. At that point, Ace looked at her and frowned slightly. "Are you okay?" he inquired while looking back at the road. Rye expelled a heavy sigh. She responded, "I don't know," as she stared out the window. "Does it involve Carter?" Ace can sense that there is something bothering her. And perhaps it is Carter. "I just want to stop everything between us, but he lost his memory, so I believe it's for the best
"Why are you still here?" It was Lucas who spoke. Rye raised her brow and entered the building. “I forgot my bag. Why?” Lucas released Hannah's hand and regarded her carefully. He placed his hands in his pockets and chuckled. "You forget it on purpose, right?" She glared and disregarded him totally. When the door opened, she moved closer to the black leather sofa and was going to retrieve her tiny bag. She turned and saw Drake in the direction she was facing. “Woah! What’s happening? Are we planning a reunion?" he inquired. A few seconds later, Abby appeared behind Drake and entered the room. Seriously? She pondered. Lucas broke the silence by saying, "I want to clarify my health status with you, Drake." Drake said while clutching a folder, "I've got you covered in every way, bro. However, are you certain that you want them to know? Luke demanded of Abby, "Take your companion out of this room." Rye sneered. "I'm not interested in hearing about your health, Mr. Carter. Not to
After leaving the hospital, Rye and Abby proceeded to a coffee shop to discuss various matters. Abby exhales deeply and cannot look directly into Rye's eyes. Because she anticipated that her friend would inquire about her. "Your sigh is really disturbing, Abby. Seems you're nervous, huh?" Rye inquired while sipping her iced caramel coffee. She said, "I loathe the way you stared at me." Rye's brow furrowed as she nibbled on her onion toast. She added as she sipped her coffee, "I know you have a lot of questions running through your head right now, and I'm considering how to answer them." Rye let out a quiet chuckle. "You know me too well," she said. She gave a headshake. "I only wanted to ask one question. Do not fret," she added. At that moment, Abby scoffed. "You cannot deceive me. I anticipated that you would have additional questions following that." She even tapped the wooden table while laughing. “Amazing. Indeed, you're an agent," she confirmed, observing Abby's widening e
Rye spent all of her time in Ace's office, reading books and browsing the web. She was unable to comprehend Ace's actions. It seems like he's, her boyfriend. The manner in which he behaves as a possessive lover... being bipolar as a result of what occurred earlier—he is merely stating the obvious. And when she attempted to confront him, he would instantly change the subject. She sighed and glanced at her wristwatch, which revealed that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. She looked at Ace and sighed once more. He is continuing to sign some documents that he was apparently unable to sign earlier due to distraction. She is curious as to why. She stood and adjusted her attire before approaching him. Ace then felt her presence, prompting him to look at her with a slightly furrowed brow. She inquired, "What time are we leaving for home?" Ace looked back over his actions. "I'm just going to complete this," he responded. She then nodded, placed her hand behind her back, and mo
"Why are you resigning, Lucas?" Keith's automobile was filled with the roar of his voice. They were on their way to the main office to hand over Lucas' resignation letter. Keith is unaware of his motive, but he is aware that it involves Hannah and Rye. “You can simply take a break without having to re—" Lucas said, "I've already chosen." His forehead contracted. “Why?” Lucas glanced at him before returning his attention to the road. "Do I need reasons for quitting?" he inquired. "Of course." He laughed with sarcasm. "I must only concentrate on the company. Individual investors are leaving the market. Hela also needs my focus. Perhaps these are sufficient grounds, right?" Keith let out a heavy sigh. "Well, the choice is yours. I am aware I cannot undo it." "I also wanted to recuperate fully from that accident and desperately wanted to retrieve those memories," he added. Keith nodded and remained silent till they arrived at the agency. It took only minutes for Lucas to submit
Before arriving at the hotel, Ace never bothers Rye on their flights. The summit arranged for everything, from food to lodging. They will spend a week in California. At eight o'clock in the evening, he invited Rye to supper, but she declined. It is yet another sort of suffering for him. But what more could he do if she refused, claiming she was not hungry? Afterward, he spent the night alone. He decided to go to the bar in the restaurant where he had dinner. He then reached for some potent alcoholic beverages in an effort to forget his troubles. Ace was certain that it was Rye, not his past, that constantly caused his chest to clench. It took him days to grasp it. Since he met Rye, he has already let go of Margaret's memories and accepted everything from the past. When he had nearly consumed seven drinks, he decided to ascend to his chamber. When he reached their floor, he halted in front of Rye's room with the intention of knocking, but instead, he turned his back and entered the ro