Alexander was fuming as he stormed back into Harris Company. He stomped through the lobby, his face twisted with anger, making all the employees around him look down and pretend to be busy. Not one person dared to say good morning. He marched straight to the


    elevator, and the two people inside quickly stepped out, sensing that it was not a good idea to be around their boss today.


    As the elevator doors closed and Alexander rode up to his floor, his fists clenched, he took a deep breath, but it didn''t calm him. When the doors opened, he walked out with the same stormy expression. Christian, who was just passing by, lifted a hand to greet him. "Hey,


    Alex-"


    But Alexander brushed past him without a word, pushing open the door to his office with a loud bang.


    Christian blinked, staring at the door that almost hit him in the face. "What the hell?" he muttered. He hesitated for a second before following Alexander inside.


    "Alex, what''s going on?" Christian asked, shutting the door behind him. He saw Alexander slumped on the couch, looking like he was about to explode. "You look... well, like hell, to be honest. That''s the suit you wore yesterday, isn''t it?" Alexander didn''t respond at first, just red at the floor. Finally, he looked up, his jaw tight. "ire lost her memory again," he said tly.


    Christian''s eyes widened. "What? Again? How... why?" He paused, then added carefully, "Is she okay?"


    Alexander leaned back, frustration written all over his face. "She''s fine. Just a temporary amnesia. But even with that, she still hates me. It''s like no matter what happens, she always knows I''m the bad guy."


    Christian was at a loss for words. He ran a hand through his hair, not sure what to say. "Man, that''s tough. But she''s alright, right? I mean, besides the memory stuff?"


    Alexander let out a long sigh. "Yeah, she''s alright. At least she''s safe." He rubbed his forehead, looking exhausted. "But it''s just... I don''t know how to fix this."


    Back at the hospital, ire was sound asleep in her room. Matthew had gone to get some coffee when he almost bumped into someone familiar.


    "Adrian?" Matthew said, a little surprised. He hadn''t expected to see him here.


    "Matthew, hey!" Adrian greeted with a smile, then his eyes narrowed. "What are you doing here? Everything okay?"


    Matthew hesitated. "Uh... ire''s admitted to the hospital."


    Adrian''s face changed immediately. "What happened to her? Is she alright?"


    "It''s a long story," Matthew said, unsure if he should get into all the details. ire hadn''t exactly been open with Adrian about all the dangerous stuff. "What about you? What are you doing here?" "I''m here with my grandpa for his check-up," Adrian said, then nced towards ire''s room. "Can I see her?"


    Matthew thought for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah, sure. Come on."


    As they reached ire''s room, Matthew opened the door, only to hear ire''s voice.


    "Where have you been?" she said, sounding irritated but in her usual tone.


    Matthew was so shocked he dropped his coffee, sshing it all over his shirt. "What the " He cursed under his breath, wiping at the mess.


    "ire?" he said, his voice trembling as he walked inside, cing the cup on a nearby table. He said her name again, a few times, like he was trying to make sure he wasn''t dreaming. "Do you remember me?"


    ire rolled her eyes dramatically, crossing her arms over her chest. "Of course I remember you. I''m not that forgetful, Matthew."


    Matthew''s eyes teared up, and he moved to hug her, but ire stopped him with her hand on his chest. "No hugging," she warned.


    He chuckled, stepping back. "Alright, alright. I''ll go get the doctor, make sure everything''s okay." He was already halfway out the door when Adrian, who had been watching all this with a confused look, finally spoke up. "What is going on?" he asked, frowning at ire. "Why did Matthew say you don''t remember him?"


    ire sighed, looking a little guilty. "It''splicated, okay?"


    Adrian crossed his arms over his chest, his expression stern. "You keep saying that. Matthew told me earlier you were fine but then I heard Matthew said you don''t remember anything?"


    "Yeah, I know," ire admitted. "Look, it''s hard to exin, but I''m fine now."


    "That''s not really an exnation," Adrian said, clearly frustrated. "You always get yourself into these messes. Why?"


    ire just shrugged, a small smile ying on her lips. "I guess it''s a talent."


    Adrian shook his head, clearly not amused. "Not a great talent to have. But serious though, what happened?"


    "I was attack that''s what happened. Don''t ask me the detail cause all I remember was fighting them and I felt someone hit me at the back of my head. Then I cked out." Adrian frowned. "Were you alone?"


    Before ire could respond, the doctor walked in, looking a bit surprised to see everyone gathered there. He nced at ire, then at Matthew, who had dragged him in a hurry. "Doctor, she''s back to normal!" Matthew said, sounding almost hysterical. "Is this... is this okay?"


    The doctor moved closer, checking ire''s vitals and asking her a few questions. After a few minutes, he nodded, looking amazed. "Well, this is unexpected. Her memory seems to have returnedpletely I''d still advise some rest, but this is a good sign."


    "See?" ire said, leaning back against her pillows. "I''m fine."


    The doctor gave her a serious look. "You need to take it easy. Your brain has been through a lot, and stress could cause more problems."


    ire just waved him off. "Yeah, yeah, I''ll rest."


    As the doctor left, Matthew turned back to her, his face full of concern. "How did you remember everything? I was worried sick. I mean, you werepletely out of it this morning."


    ire herself also confused as she


    tried to think about what happened.


    "I...I don''t know. But when I was


    asleep, had this weird dream that I


    can''t remember is like someone was


    pulling me, but I don''t know


    the


    swney


    face." .


    "It''s okay, ire. Don''t think about it. What''s important is that you are back, and you are fine."


    As the morning turned afternoon, Alexander decided to see ire


    since never received an update from


    Matthew besides he knew Matthew


    would not give him any updates about ire is not like they were


    buddies.


    He made his way to ire''s room and pushed the door open and was surprised to see Adrian and ire chatting so casually.


    "Why is he here?"


    ire and Adrian turned their attention to the door. "Why are you here, Alexander?" said ire.


    He was about to respond then he realized something different. "Wait, you know my name. You remember me?"


    "I regained my memory. You are not the only person I remember, Alex."


    A disappointed "Oh" escapes his mouth nheless he is relieved ire is okay. He cursed Matthew for not informing him about ire''s health. "Why is he here?" he pointed at Adrian.


    "He''s taking care of me."


    Alexander scoffed. "You chose him to take care of you, a guy who you just met for a few monthspared to me whom you have known for years?" ire''s eyes grew cold. "I don''t recall you can take of me, Alexander. In our three years of marriage, never once did I see you taking care of me."


    The truth hit Adrian in the guts. ire was right but he was too ashamed to admit it. He nodded and his face changed drastically. No emotion can be detected in his face. "Of course, I''ll leave." However, ire felt slightly annoyed which she didn''t understand why.