Chapter 50 We will see


    "Are you okay, ire?"


    "Okay? I''m fine, I am perfectly and absolutely fine. How could I not?" ire eyes still burning with anger after her encounter with Alex. She still in disbelief and can''t seem to think clearly. "You are definitely not okay." Ta pulled ire towards an empty table at the very back of the room far from prying ears and crowds.


    "Tell me what''s wrong because you look like you can kill someone."


    ire sighed heavily and cover her face with her hands. For a minute or two she hasn''t say anything, but Talia waited patiently until ire is ready or at least until she has calm down. "Okay, remember when I told you one day I will tell you about what happened to me 3 years ago?"


    Talia nodded


    "Well, today''s your lucky day."


    Talia ced a hand on ire shoulder in assurance. "Are you sure you are ready to tell me? You don''t have to you know,"


    "It''s fine beside you will find out either way. Might as well tell you now."This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    "Okay, I''m all cars."


    ire took a deep breath and looked at Talia. "So, three years ago, I lost my memory due


    e to the car crash."


    Talia''s eyes widened in shock, and she instinctively covered her mouth, her voice barely a whisper as she repeated, "You lost your memory?"


    ire nodded quietly, ncing around to ensure their conversation remained private. "Yes, I did. And during those years that I can''t remember, I got married."


    Talia''s shock was palpable as she leaned forward, her curiosity getting the better of her. "You are married?"


    "Were. But I got divorced a few weeks ago."


    "To whom?"


    ire''s expression turned aggravated as she mention his name. "His name is Alexander Harris."


    Talia''s eyes widened again, this time almostically so, as if they might pop out of her head. "Alexander Harris?!"


    ire red at Talia. "Not too loud, Talia."


    She lowered her voice. "Sorry. You mean you were married to Alexander Harris? The CEO of Harris hotel? One of the wealthiest family in Europe and the most desirable bachelor?"


    "If that''s what people said then yes. "


    "How did you get married to him?"


    ire took a moment before answering, her gaze distant as she recalled the unusual circumstances. "It was Alexander''s grandfather who introduced us."


    Talia looked confused. "But how did his grandfather even know you?"


    ire sighed, knowing this part of the story would sound strange. "I woke up in a hospital after the ident and was being cared for. But after three days, I couldn''t bear not knowing who I was, so I escaped." Talia''s eyes widened in surprise. "You escaped from the hospital?"


    ire nodded. "Yes, and that''s when I encountered Alexander''s grandfather. He was sitting alone, and I had a feeling something was wrong. People thought he was just asleep because of his sses, but I knew something was off." Talia leaned in, captivated by the story. "What did you do?"


    ire smiled faintly. "I checked his pulse, and I was right. He was in trouble."


    Talia''s curiosity peaked. "What happened next?".


    ire shrugged slightly. "Honestly, I froze for a moment. But then I remembered something when I stayed at the hospital for three


    days about treating allergies, so I looked around to find the source."


    Talia''s eyes widened further. "And you found something?"


    ire nodded. "There was a half-eaten cake and breadcrumbs on his lips. It was a lucky guess that he was allergic to nuts."


    Talia looked amazed, "So, you saved him?"


    ire nodded again. "Yes, and he felt indebted to me. He arranged for me to have a ce to stay and even helped me get a job, Eventually, he introduced me to Alexander."


    Talia leaned back in her seat, clearly stunned by ire''s story. "Wow, that''s like something out of a drama."


    ire smiled wryly. "Tell me about it."


    Then, Talia''s expression turned serious as she remembered ire''s earlier anger. "Wait, so what''s the connection between this story and why you were so angry earlier?" ire''s gaze hardened slightly before she replied, "I met Alexander Harris."


    Talia''s eyes widened again as the pieces clicked into ce. "Right. That makes sense. Sorry for being clueless."


    "It''s okay. Now you know why I was a bit on edge."


    "One question, if you don''t mind."


    "Sure."


    "Why did you get a divorce?"


    "Hm...I wasn''t. He was the one who initiated but something happened, I regain my memory and then I was the one who ask to get divorce."


    Talia thought for a while before shooting more question. "Why did he ask for a divorce?"


    ire sighed. "Because he had an affair with my ex best fr


    friend"


    "What a jerk!" Talia crossed her arms looking pissed after hearing the story. "And what a bitch"


    Talia then hugged ire as she feel bad that ire have gone through so much. "I''m really sorry that happened to you."


    ire patted her back and pulled away. "It''s not your fault Talia. Some things happened.''


    "Did Matthew know about this?"


    *Well, not really, I mean he knows I was married, and I got a divorced, but I never tell him who is the man."


    "You gotta


    a tell! before he found out about it."


    ire waved her hand in dismissal. "It''s fine. I like to tease him."


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    The night had wound down, and the party''s energy bad dissipated as guests bid their farewells and made their way home. Alex and Christian, having enjoyed the festivities, climbed into their car for the ride back.


    Alex couldn''t help but wear a smug smile as they drove, a lingering sense of satisfaction from the evening.


    Christian, ever observant of Alex''s moods, raised an eyebrow at his friend''s expression.


    "What''s with the grin, mate?" Christian asked, his curiosity piqued.


    Alex shrugged nonchntly. "Just had a great time at the party, that''s all "


    Christian studied Alex''s features, knowing there was more to his friend''s smile than he let on. However, being ustomed to Alex''s asional cryptic behavior, Christian decided not to pry further and simply nodded in acknowledgment. Meanwhile, inside Mr. Saint Laurent''s luxurious limousine, the elder gentleman turned to his grandson, Adrian, with a warm smile. "How was the evening, Adrian? Did you enjoy yourself?" Mr.


    ?" Mr. Saint Laurent inquired, his voice filled with genuine interest.


    "It was good, Grandpa. I met a lot of amazing people. Thank you for inviting me."


    Mr. Saint Laurent chuckled softly. "Of course, my boy. I always enjoy having family by my side even though you did arrivedte." Adrian chuckled. "Sorry about t


    that, grandpa."


    As the limousine glided through the city


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    Mr. Saint Laurent''s thoughts turned to ire.


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    "What do you think about ire? Did you two talked?"


    "She''s wonderful, Grandpa, Unique in her own way. I was surprised to found out she was the CEO of Metacortex."


    Mr. Saint Laurent''s smile widened at the praise. "She is full of surprises. I''m d to hear that. She''s a remarkable young woman."


    The conversation took a yful turn as Mr. Saint Laurent teased his grandson gently. "So, Adrian, do you think you''ll be seeing her again?"


    Adrian chuckled; his cheeks tinted with a hint of bashfulness.


    "Maybe, Grandpa. We''ll see."