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Chapter 131
What’s this reason that a haircut makes your face look bigger? How does he know?
“As if I’ve ever cut it.” I laughed jokingly, the words falling out of my mouth, and in a trance, the image of myself having cut my hair short flashed across my mind.
It was a fleeting flash, but I truly knew it was supposed to be real.
I looked up, despite the water still running down my head, and the water from the nozzle in Zain’s hand sprayed right into my face, and I stood still, asking, “Did I cut my hair short, is that why you’re saying that?”
Zain turned the water off, pulled a towel over to wipe the drips from my hair and said, “What did you remember again?”
“It’s not that I’m remembering anything again, but some images are flashing through my mind and I don’t know how long this will last, but I hate myself right now.” The words fell out, and I bowed my head slightly, letting Zain fiddle with my long hair.
He was silent, probably because he didn’t want to put too much pressure on me.
Despite that, I really didn’t want to muddle through life like this.
“Cynthia Mo, don’t put too much pressure on yourself.” Zain’s words trailed off, and after wrapping my hair in a towel, he naturally reached out to help me undress.
When he moved, I subconsciously took his hand and said, a little scared, “I’ll wash it myself.”
“Are you afraid?” Zain was puzzled.
I nodded slightly, “Yes, afraid, I’m afraid you’ll dislike it.”
The words fell, Zain’s lips landed on my forehead, his voice whispered, “If you’re going to dislike it already, is it too late to wait until now to dislike it?”
I purse my lips and pull that smile faintly, “You’ll probably have too many complaints on your mind, you just don’t want to talk about it. I can’t see you or the expression on your face right now, I can’t guess what you’re thinking.”
“Cynthia Mo…,” Zain suddenly called my name.
I stared blankly in the direction of the voice and gave a puzzled “hmm”.
His ear came up to mine and lightly rubbed against it, and I cringed a little ticklishly, only to hear him say, “Even though you can’t remember some things, you still talk just as much.”
I instantly lowered my head and blushed when he teased me like that. And saying that I didn’t dislike it, I’m obviously talking too much.
“Alright, no more jokes, go to b3d early after the shower, I thought I had a headache, so go to b3d early.” With that said, Zain’s hand very skillfully unbuttoned my blouse.
I clearly felt my upper body was much colder, and he removed all my clothes for me as if he was taking care of a child, picking me up and placing me in the bathtub that had already been released.
The water temperature in the bathtub is just right, a bubble, the whole person suddenly relaxed quite a lot, I am dark in front of the eyes, can not see this Zain see me in this situation is what expression, perhaps he has long been tired of watching, perhaps he is now touching me, just like the left hand holding the right hand of the kind of numbness, husband and wife for a long time, are not all that kind of passion.
Then suddenly, I felt Zain’s hand touch the water in the bathtub, and his hand fell to my leg, following the skin and walking up to the softness on my chest.
My whole body went numb and I whispered softly.
Within two minutes of soaking, Zain wrapped me in a large towel and carried me right across the room and out of the bathroom, where we were naturally entwined.
We were wrapped up in a large towel and hu*ged each other.
When I returned to the Yee House, Zain instructed Mrs. Everest to take special care of me every day.
My mother-in-law said to me, “Cynthia Mo, although the Yi family is big, why haven’t they hired more people, understand?”
I shook my head, to be honest, there was only Mrs. Chang alone, sometimes the hourly workers would come over to help out a bit, but it was still a bit too busy.
“Grandmother said when she was alive that the Yi family can be where it is today because we women are frugal behind the scenes, and that just because our own husbands make money, we can spend the money they make in a big way, rightfully so. That’s why the family doesn’t hire more people.” My mother-in-law spoke at length, and I didn’t understand why she was telling me this.
Something to do with the fact that I was now blind? Or does it have something to do with my memory? Is she afraid that I’ll get his son into trouble, or is she afraid that Cynthia Mo will spend his money recklessly?
I bowed my head and whispered, “Understood.”
“Understood what?” My mother-in-law followed up with a question, but it backfired on me.
I was so startled that I couldn’t answer what I had just understood myself, that I would have to be frugal in the future, that I couldn’t spend Zain’s money recklessly, that I would have to work more so that I could support the entire Yi family?
If I had that kind of awareness, I probably would have become a god.
When I didn’t reply, my mother-in-law spoke up again and said, “What I mean is, we need to hire an extra nanny to come back and help now, you can’t see, the two kids can’t be taken care of, it’s impossible to rely on me, Mrs. Chang is too busy by herself and takes a lot of time off, if this goes on, it will be too much for all of us.”
“Oh.” I echoed, “All decisions are up to Mom.”
What can I do now, I know in my heart, it’s good enough not to add to the mess, sometimes when I sit in one place, it’s almost half a day, and I have to feel for a direction when I go back to my room, half a
Chapter 132
“What black pot?” Zain looked at me with a foggy look, “What kind of nonsense did you read on the internet again?”
I got up, went forward, and hu*ged Zain quietly, my voice choked with sobs, “When the outside world says I’m a mistress and that I’m on several boats, why do you still remain faithful to me?”
“Or what?” Zain asked rhetorically.
I gently pushed him away and looked at him puzzled, “Don’t you have any questions that maybe those are true?”
“The kind of person you are, I’m sure no one knows you better than I do, understand?” Zain’s eyes locked with mine with certainty, and I pursed my lips with a sore nose.
I see him reach up and scratch that tip of my nose with his customary hand and say, “Well, it’s so late, get cleaned up and go to b3d.”
I nodded and was good enough to be led back to my room by Zain.
For the next few days, I was like crazy, desperately trying to retrieve my memories, first of all my own mother’s house, I returned home, and when I opened the door and found the hall with my parents’ picture in it, my mind went blank.
Where did Jessy Mo go, where is his sister-in-law?
Why has everything become so unimaginable, what have I missed, what have my memories blocked out?
I’m in so much pain, I’m looking for a Chinese medicine practitioner to use acupuncture to be able to clear my head, and I’ve tried everything to connect the images in my memory properly.
Do I have to live in this painful search for the rest of my life?
I ended up going through hypnosis, arranged by John, but it still didn’t work well.
John sat with me in the park, dumbfounded by the breeze, and I closed my eyes, I closed my eyes with a heavy heart and whispered, “Am I going to be muddled like this for the rest of my life?”
“It’s actually good for you to forget everything that’s unhappy. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be sitting so peacefully on my level right now.” I looked at him suspiciously sideways as John Yoon’s words trailed off.
“What have you ever done to me that’s too much?” I questioned in a cold voice, and seeing that he looked bored, I pursed my lips and laughed, easing the mood as I continued, “Well, I don’t remember how bad you were now, so you should be glad that you dodged a bullet.”
John exaggeratedly patted his chest and said, “God bless.”
I withdrew my gaze and looked at the front of the park, two swans flew past and then leisurely landed on the lake, swimming close to each other as you chased me, I looked on thoughtfully and said with emotion, “It’s actually nice to live a simple life.”
“Huh?” John Yoon didn’t seem to hear me clearly and looked at me in puzzlement.
I turned my head and looked at him, “I’ve thought it through, I’m not going to dwell on the past. From now on, I’ll be like that pair of swans, husband and wife, and just live my whole life like that.”
“Quite well.” John Yoon replied unnaturally.
“I’m going back first.” Thinking it over, he was naturally in a much more pleasant mood, even his steps were lighter.
“Cynthia Mo, I’ll give you a ride.” John Yoon was right behind me, he wanted to give me a ride, but I refused.
I walked, following the road of Bucheng, feeling the great changes in the city I grew up in.
I was shocked to see it coming towards me, and I heard the screeching of brakes as the car pulled up on my lap, not moving an inch more.
My heart, which was hanging fast at the edge of my throat, almost jumped right out.
I let out a deep breath when I knew I was okay, and when the door opened and a woman stepped out in a short skirt, leaned against the car and looked at me jovially.
Startled, I looked at the face with the heavy makeup and frowned tightly as I blurted out, “Stephanie Ling?”
I don’t know if it’s because I was just nervous or because I was scared in that life-or-death situation, but the circuits in my head seemed to open up and I instantly recalled everything.
I had even fooled myself all these days to be talking to John Yoon after all this time.
I was simply insane.
“Miss Mo, from what I heard, you’ve been hit in the head, and now you probably can’t even remember me, right?” Stephanie Ling smiled ridiculously at me.
I sank my face and moved forward, looking coldly at the balding middle-aged man in the red sedan, raising the corners of my mouth and sneering, “My brain is banged up, but your spare tire can’t compare to the first few.”
Stephanie Ling instantly smiled and looked at me in shock as she heard, “Your brain is fine?”
“Thanks to you, sober up. Hurry up and get in the car to keep your man company, you’ll be drifting for money if you wait.” With that said, I coldly threw Stephanie Ling a shocking glare.
The person who wants to hurt my Cynthia Mo hasn’t even been born yet?
Having experienced life and death, there were too many people who wanted to trample me underfoot, but Lin Ling dared to kidnap me, dared to hurt me, and if I hadn’t been so lucky, I would have ascended to heaven long ago.
I stopped the car and returned to the Yi family.
John Yoon called, and he was on the other end of the phone asking me with concern if I had arrived home safely.
I was silent.
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