“Now that Jim has lost all his memories of his past, every day feels like torture to him, so I decided to
bring him here for a checkup to see if anything can be done to retrieve his memories.”
With that, she reached out and snaked her arm around Jim’s taut waist as she added, “Not only that, but
there are plenty of deceitful women out there who, knowing that Jim has lost his memories, try to trick
him into thinking he had been disloyal and promiscuous over the last six years.
“These women are certainly quite a pain in the ass,” she said, glancing at Bonnie. “Don’t you agree, Ms.
Craig?”
Bonnie stared at Jim’s arm, which was draped around Charlotte’s shoulder, for a while before finally
turning her head away to gaze at the changing numbers above the elevator doors. “You’re right. These
women who try to steal other people’s boyfriends when they are in their most vulnerable states are
certainly quite infuriating.”
Her tone was as icy as the expression on her face. “Because of this, these women deserve to die a
horrible death and rot in hell.”
With that, she even turned around to shoot Charlotte a cold glance. “Do you agree with me, Ms.
Jacobs?”
The color drained from Charlotte’s face when she heard this.
She deliberately said what she had said to irk Bonnie, knowing that Jim had misunderstood her
intentions.
Apart from mocking Bonnie, she also wanted to hint to Jim that there had been nothing going on
between him and Bonnie, and instead, she was the one pestering him.
However, she never thought that… Bonnie would use this to her advantage and curse her right then and
there!
Soon, the elevator arrived at their floor.
Jim and Charlotte got out of the elevator after saying goodbye to Christopher.
The two of them were headed to the neurology department.
“That’s right. You should see a brain doctor as soon as possible, Mr. Landry,” Bonnie’s cold voice rang
out from inside the elevator just a second before the doors slid to a close.
Jim, who was about to enter the neurology department with Charlotte, froze in his steps when he heard
this.
“What’s wrong?” Charlotte was so caught up in her thoughts of what to look out for during Jim’s checkup
that she did not hear what Bonnie had said.
She frowned in puzzlement when she saw his footsteps slow.
“Nothing.” Jim sneered and continued on his way to the neurology department. “It’s just that this girlfriend
of Christopher’s can be quite rude sometimes.”
Charlotte nodded in agreement, thinking he was talking about what Bonnie had said earlier in the
elevator. “You’re right; she has no manners at all!
“The fact that a woman like her can say something so horrid to me means that she must be mentally
insane, and she-”
“That’s enough.” Jim furrowed his brows and interjected Charlotte curtly, “No matter how uncultured she
behaves, she’s still cursing herself, so why are you so worked up over that?”
For some reason, he hated it when Charlotte talked bad about Bonnie in front of him.
Every time she did this, his mind would be filled with deep-seated frustration, but even he himself did not
understand why he felt this way.
Soon, he was taken away by a doctor to conduct some physical examinations.
When Jim disappeared from view, Charlotte quickly slipped into the stairwell to make a phone call.
At this moment, Roanne was lying on the floor in the ruins of the Landry family’s burnt-down warehouse.
She was slumped on the ground, her body covered in bruises and dirt.
Even though a whole night had passed, she was still in so much pain that she could not get up.
All of a sudden, someone pushed open the door.
The butler entered the room, holding a phone out to her. “Ms. Roanne, Ms. Charlotte wants to talk to
you.”
Roanne took the phone from him, trying to ignore the excruciating pain.
“Roanne, where did you mess up? Why does Jim still remember Harvey’s existence? “What the fuck did
you do to mess up my hypnotization? You useless bitch!”
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