Chapter 97

It felt like an invisible hand had gripped Ned’s heart. He could barely even breathe.
Ned clutched at his chest. He couldn’t understand why he felt so sad.
“So, have you remembered the past?” Zachary asked.
He felt a sense of delight as Ned held his chest with an unpleasant look on his face.
As Zachary recalled all the things Ned had done to Angeline in the past two years, it felt as though she finally had her revenge.
Ned had done so much harm to Angeline. Not only was he connected to Anne’s death, but he had even bailed the main perpetrator of Henrietta’s death out.
Now, he was even going to send the culprit abroad.
Did Ned regret it now that he had regained his memories?
“No, I only remember that one fragment.”
Ned avoided his gaze.
Zachary furrowed his brows.
“The reason you fainted and got hospitalized… Was it because you suddenly recalled a fragment of your memories?” he asked.
“That’s right,” Ned replied with a frown.
“So, what are you planning to do now?” Zachary asked.
“Are you going to pretend like nothing happened? Will you marry Ingrid, or
Zachary didn’t finish his sentence. Fixing his gaze on Ned, he stared at the man who lay on the bed with his lips pursed.
Ned furrowed his brows in irritation wordlessly. His mind was filled with thoughts of the child Angeline was carrying.
Ingrid stood outside the door. Wearing a mask and sunglasses and with a thermos in hand, she was just about to push open the door.
However, she had abruptly lost her courage. She hesitated to continue listening.
She wondered if Ned had retrieved a fragment of his past.
Ingrid was in a turmoil.
She questioned if Ned would still want her if he remembered his past with Angeline.
She leaned against the wall with her thermos firmly in her grasp. Hidden behind her mask, her face was devoid of any color.
Ingrid feared that Ned would remember the past, yet at the same time, she was always discontent. She hoped he would recover his memories and still choose her over Angeline.
That seemed to be the only way she could be with him openly. That way, she could tell everyone that his love for her surpassed that for Angeline.
Instead, everyone was convinced that he only chose her over Angeline because he was suffering from amnesia.
That was the reason why she pretended to be magnanimous before. She’d promised Angeline that the person whom Ned did not choose would withdraw unconditionally once he recovered his memories. But now that she learned he had remembered some fragments, she didn’t dare enter the ward. Fleeing from the hospital, she got into her vehicle.
Ingrid’s assistant was in the car eating chips and playing games on her phone. She was taken aback when she saw Ingrid getting into the vehicle with the thermos.
“Ms. Dalton, didn’t you head up to visit Mr. Fletcher? Why are you back so soon?”
“He’s asleep. Let’s drive to the film set,” Ingrid replied.
The assistant sensed that Ingrid’s mood was off. However, she asked the driver to start the car without inquiring further.
Ingrid leaned wearily against the seat as she stared out of the window.
The truth was, she had known Ned and Angeline from a long way back. She was three years younger than the two of them. By the time she had entered high school, the place was filled with rumors of their legendary love story.
She knew every crazy thing Ned had done for Angeline. She knew Ned loved her to the point that he could sacrifice his own life.
As a young girl, Ingrid also coveted to be at the center of attention. She wanted to be loved and admired.
And just like that, her younger self became acquainted with them from the school’s honor student display board.