Squinting his eyes, Charles recalled the time when Derrick was a dissolute playboy. Back then, he was
famous in this city because his wife found out that he had a mistress. His wife exposed it to the media,
which humiliated him for several years.
It turned out that Joseph inherited it from Derrick, but Joseph didn't inherit his business mind.
"Nancy, call Doris and ask her to send an e-mail anonymously to this address. The content of the e-
mail is... The video wherein Anna called Joseph." Thinking about giving Derrick a taste of his own
medicine, Charles flashed an evil smile.
This was called "reciprocity", wasn't it?
"Doris is pregnant now. We'd better not bother her." By the mention of Doris' name, she couldn't help
but sigh.
For an unknown reason, they had been alienated from each other recently. Nancy didn't know what had
happened to her.
Nancy thought maybe it was because of Doris' pregnancy that she had always lost her temper and
didn't like anyone.
Therefore, if Doris didn't call her, nor did Nancy take the initiative to call her.
"It's easy to get into trouble if you send the e-mail by yourself. But Doris won't." Before she could even
speak, Charles exhorted, "Don't worry. Jay will protect her. Doris won't be exposed."
Although she was reluctant, she agreed and took out her phone to call Doris. "Alright."
Due to her amnesia, Doris' memories were mostly about her childhood with Felix and that bastard
Samuel.
Sometimes she felt depressed.
And in order to dispel her depression, Jay told stories to Doris every night; just like pacifying a child.
Seeing that Jay was focused on her, she felt satisfied.
It felt good to be loved!
But why did she forget everything about this man?
"Jay..." Every time she was moved, Doris would call his name affectionately. But her cheeks would
suddenly heat up in embarrassment.
"I'm here." When Jay looked up, he found Doris biting her lip shyly. "Why are you so shy all of a
sudden?"
It had been a long time since the two of them got married, and the hard period had passed. Now they
were more like an old married couple now. Since Doris lost her memory, she seemed to have become
more woman-like.
The word "shyness" didn't exist in Doris's world in the past.
With a sneer, Doris replied, "I'm a girl. Do I need a reason to be shy?"
"I don't need a reason. It's just... It's a little strange..." And then his lips formed into a smile.
It was strange yet exciting.
As a matter of fact, Jay liked this feeling.
Men were all keen on freshness!
"Humph. I'm just sad that I don't have my memories after I left the town. I feel like I don't know anyone
in this city except you. And Nancy..." Doris frowned.
This name was familiar to her, but her memory of Nancy was vague. As much as she wanted to
remember, her head would ache if she tried hard.
"Nancy is your best friend when you were in college. She's the last person you should forget!" Jay
emphasized.
Hearing this, Doris became even more curious about Nancy. "Then tell me, what kind of woman Nancy
is?"
"Nancy... She is a good person. A strong and independent woman who doesn't rely on anyone. She is
very ambitious..." As he spoke about Nancy, Jay's face was full of admiration.
That was why Doris felt a little jealous. "What about me? What do you think of me?"
"You?" Then Jay turned to look at Doris.
With a serious look on her face, Doris waited for his answer.
"You're cute, bossy, unruly, and a little wayward, ha ha..."
Although Jay's tone was half-joking and half-serious, Doris' face turned cold all of a sudden after she
heard what he said. "Jay, it turns out that the woman you like is like this?"
Now that she had cut ties with Felix, Doris thought she was also very considerate.
Where could he find a woman as decisive as her?
How could Jay describe her like this?
How was she different from a rude village woman?
Feeling that her self-esteem had been hurt unprecedentedly, Doris turned her head and ignored Jay.
It never occurred to Jay that Doris would ignore him. Back then, she would tweak his ear and shout at
him.
They never had a cold war before, because whenever Doris got angry, she would lose her temper
completely and quarrel with him.
But in less than two minutes, Doris would calm down and her anger would disappear quickly.
And during those times, Jay didn't know whether to laugh or cry in front of Doris.
"My love for you has nothing to do with your personality. No matter what kind of woman you are, I love
you. Well, stop it, okay?" His voice was so gentle; no one had ever heard it before.
Looking back, Jay couldn't believe that he got through all their fights they had before.
But now, Doris looked more feminine and submissive. In fact, Jay even thought her jealous look was
also very cute.
With a smile on his face, Jay began to lightly run his fingertips through her hair. "Doris, you shouldn't be
jealous of Nancy. She has Charles now. Besides, I don't like her either. I only got close to her because
of you and Charles. If you don't want me to, I won't talk to her anymore!"
"Don't fool me! You praised Nancy just now and belittled me. Now, you're coaxing me again. I won't
believe your nonsense anymore. You are just a playboy full of lies. I finally understand. The rumors
about you are true. You are just a dissolute man. How can I easily believe that you love me? I don't
believe it. I..." Her words were cut off when she sobbed.
Jay was a little flustered. "Hey, I'm just kidding. How can you take it seriously?"
With her back on him, Doris continued to ignore him.
"I love you, Doris. You know it, don't you?" Then Jay kissed her hair.
Doris shook her head in disgust. "I don't know."
But the truth was, Doris knew very well that if Jay didn't love her, how could he help her do so much?
How could he restrain his anger and coax her with a soft voice?
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