"Wendy, I still want to ask you about the accident when I was hit by a car today. Have you remembered
anything during this time?"
Brian asked directly, without saying a word of small talk.
Wendy was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect Brian to ask about this.
She told Brian what she knew. How could she know the details?
Wendy looked awkward and said with an apologetic look.
"I haven't thought about it, I'm sorry."
"Did I give you anything at the same time of the accident?"
Brian was asking about the same matter, but new questions emerged.
Just last night, a scene suddenly appeared in his dream. When he was thrown over, he stuffed
something out. But he didn't know what it was, and he couldn't recall it. He was not sure whether it was
a dream or his memory.
He asked Wendy out because he had doubts and wanted to see if she could think of anything
"Something?"
Wendy looked dumbfounded, wondering what Brian wanted to express. Was he testing her or was
there something?
Wendy pretended to be thinking, and then gave the answer.
"No."
Hearing Wendy's answer, Brian felt disappointed instantly.
However, Wendy had already been asked out by him, and he wanted to ask more.
"You should remember what happened after the two of us were together, right?"
"Yes, I clearly remember everything after we were together. Brian, this love will never be forgotten."
Wendy fancied herself clever and showed an ambiguous expression on her face.
"Have I had an accident since we were together?"
Brian couldn't see the feeling in Wendy's eyes, his mind was in memories.
"Except for that car accident, there have been no accidents."
Wendy was pretty sure about that. But Brian knew about the accident.
"According to common sense, after we are together, I should tell you about the car accident when we
met that year. If I gave something to you, you would also take the initiative to give it back to me. How
can you have no memory at all. How could you have no memory at all."
Brian returned to the original question. But this question made Wendy a little nervous.
Yes, according to common sense, the topic they were together should be the car accident. But Wendy
hadn't experienced it at all, and she was not so calm in dealing with it.
What she didn't expect was that there was a plot behind this incident, and she should have prepared
well if she knew it a long time ago.
"I really can't remember it."
Wendy was embarrassed and nervous.. Brian couldn't help frowning.
At this moment Albert spoke suddenly on the side.
"Mr. Bennet, Do you think it might not be Miss Yup? After all, Miss Yup couldn't be the only one passing
through that section of road at that time."
Albert's sudden sentence immediately made Wendy sweat. At this moment, her thoughts jumbled, and
she didn't know whether she should refute Albert.
"She said it was her. She remembers the situation and the place of the accident. How could it be such
a coincidence if it weren't for her?"
Brian asked Albert in reply. He had thought about this possibility, and he was even more skeptical just
when he saw Wendy's nervousness.
It just didn't make sense.
"If Miss Yup really remembers that, she is not supposed to just remember a little. Another possibility is
that you mentioned it to her before, she remembered the scene, and didn't experience it."
These words were sharp, and Albert deliberately said that to Wendy.
"Albert, what do you mean by this, am I lying?"
Wendy defended herself, but was obviously flustered.
"Maybe."
Albert was blunt.
"You……"
"Miss Yup, you can talk about the situation at that time. Just say whatever you think of."
Albert left no room to Wendy. He always felt that Wendy was not the one who saved Mr. Bennet, but he
couldn't find evidence.
"I...Albert, It's too much of you to talk like that. It is what I experienced, how could I lie. Who can keep
useless things in mind after so many years, who can remember every link clearly? ."
Wendy defended, just not describing the situation at the time.
She could repeat it exactly as she said last time, but she couldn't remember some of the details she
said last time. It was easy to make a mistake, and it's better not to talk about it.
"I didn't make you remember all the links. Just say what you remember. Start with what clothes you
wore. You should remember it."
Albert pressed Wendy step by step, and Brian on one side didn't stop him.
The more resistant Wendy's attitude was, the more suspicious it was. If her description was different
from the previous one, Wendy was lying.
"Albert, you are getting rude. Who are you, why should I tell you."
Wendy had been overwhelmed. At this moment, because of tension and fear, fine beads of perspiration
had leaked from the tips of her forehead and nose.
"Then tell me about it so that Albert can admit that you are the one who saved me."
Brian finally spoke. But for Wendy, he might as well keep silent. How to deal with it
"Brian..."
Just as Wendy looked embarrassed, the phone rang suddenly.
Wendy breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the phone ringing as if she had caught a straw.
She picked up the phone to see that it was Klara, and quickly answered the phone.
"Hello."
Her voice still sounded a little flustered, but she hoped that Klara could save her.
"Leave quickly, you can't talk about it. Just say that your friend forgot to take the key out, and asked
you to go back immediately."
Klara said in a very low voice, for fear that Wendy's call would be loud and Brian would hear it. And she
said it carefully, fearing Wendy couldn't think of an excuse to leave.
"Well, I will go back now."
After Wendy hung the phone, she exhaled a long breath, feeling excited about being rescued.
"I am so sorry, Brian. My friend forgot to bring the key and can't open the door. I must go back
immediately. That's all for today, and I will talk to you alone when you have time another day."
Wendy explained as she stood up.
Then she picked up the bag and fled as if committing a felony, and turned around and left without
saying goodbye.
"Mr. Bennet, I still find it strange. Wendy seems to be deliberately avoiding this topic."
Albert was still confused.
"It's a little weird, wait, I will see how she tells me next time I meet her."
Brian was also suspicious, but he was busy on business trips now and didn't have much time to deal
with it. He would talk about everything when Luke came back from the game.
Wendy had arrived home, and the cold sweat had not faded. If it weren't for Klara's cleverness, it
wasn't for her to act in time, her play would have failed again.
"Albert is so disgusting, he drives me to a impasse."
Wendy cursed Albert. At this moment, Albert was even more annoying than Winnie in her eyes.
"He must have been bribed by Winnie. He would definitely help her. Maybe Winnie's calmness has
nothing to do with Albert. Brian's every move and every whereabouts are always reported to Winnie, so
Winnie can keep calm."
Klara once again put the blame on Winnie.
In fact, she knew better than anyone how loyal Albert was to Brian. Albert's current suspicion was
probably ordered by Brian, not Winnie. It was just that Klara couldn't say that.
Only by shifting the responsibility to Winnie, Wendy's motivation could be maintained.
"Winnie looks docile, but she is craftier than anyone else.You have a point."
With Klara's warning, Wendy thought it was very reasonable, otherwise Albert would not have warned
and forced her.
After speaking, Wendy, with a look of hate, suddenly showed an expression of depression.
"It failed again this time, what a great opportunity, it was ruined by Albert. There is Albert in the photo,
no matter how we behaved, it won't help."
"Wendy, are you out of date with the times? Don't you know Photoshop. Just clear Albert out of the
picture."
Klara gave Wendy a glimmer of hope, but at the same time she laughed at Wendy in her heart. Wendy
only had a beautiful appearance, but she had no knowledge. She even couldn't solve such a little
problem. Even if she could beat Winnie, she would never be able to hold the position as Mrs. Bennet.
"Have you taken a picture?"
Wendy's mood was really unpredictable, and at this time she showed an incredible look.
"Of course, why not? It was such a rare opportunity."
Klara felt the importance of herself, and only she, who was wise, could compete with Winnie.
"Klara, I love you so much. I don't think I can do without you for the rest of my life."
Wendy embraced Klara excitedly.
Klara was her hands and feet, she couldn't do anything without Klara. She was useless. She must do
everything she could to keep Klara by her side, even if she got the position of Mrs. Bennet in the future,
she also needed Klara to help her keep this position.
"Wait, didn't you say that Albert was bribed by Winnie? Wouldn't it be meaningless for us to Photoshop
the photos before sending them."
Wendy thought of a key question.
"Then we have to try. Maybe she will suspect that Albert is telling lies. The photos are all taken, and
even if there is no effect, it will make her uncomfortable."
Klara's attitude was much more persistent than Wendy, even if there was a small chance, she would
not miss it.
Winnie received a picture from a stranger as soon as she finished working on her company.
In the picture that Winnie saw, there were only Wendy and Brian, and the atmosphere was no different
from yesterday's. They looked like a couple in love. Especially Wendy's ambiguous look at Brian was
unique among lovers.
Winnie was upset when she saw it. She didn't know whether to believe what she saw in the photo, or
whether to believe that Brian was simply having a meal with Wendy.
She had not responded, had remained silent. But she knew that these pictures did affect her mood. It's
just that she had experienced too much, and had been injured too much. This photo was nothing
compared with what she had experienced.
Forget it, just follow what she had originally thought and didn't care anymore. If Brian mentioned it to
her, she would feel better, but if he didn't say it, Winnie believed that she would not die from heartache.
She would just be more upset.
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