Noah felt embarrassed as his secret was exposed.
His back was a little cold.
John narrowed his eyes. He knew that Noah liked Nina but she didn't find it.
The knuckles of John's fingers crunched.
Leon and Vicente sat straight silently and leaned forward, forcefully blocking the way between John and Noah.
Leon was worried that the two of them would fight, which would wake up his sister. Vicente was worried that he would be beaten if they two fought.
"Ford, I need to know how to make her regain her memory." After Noah finished his words, the sound of crunching disappeared.
John thought, 'He still has a conscience and knows that nothing forcibly done is going to be agreeable.'
He snorted in his heart.
"No. I'm not involved in the research and development of Memory Charm. I only know that the medicine injected to Ms. Lu's body may be finished or defective. I don't have any information about it. Boss has taken it away." Hearing other sounds on the phone, Ford deliberately concealed the fact that he had detai
sad every night after I fall asleep."
"What?" Noah looked at her in surprise. "How do you know?"
"I've been sleeping light recently. I feel comfortable when someone gets close to me, but I don't open my eyes to see who it is." Nina pursed her lips.
"And you cry. Tears just fall on my face almost every night. I'm afraid that if I suddenly open my eyes, you will feel ashamed. After all, you care about you face. Of course, now I'm telling you about it and I don't mean to make you lose face. My brother is not an outsider." Nina smiled.
She suddenly stopped smiling. "But your tears are salty and bitter."
Just last night, she tasted the tears again, which was very bitter.
Noah didn't know how to respond.
He said in his mind, 'It's John who makes you feel at ease.
It's John who cares about his face.
It's John who cries beside you when you fall asleep.
The bitter and salty tears belong to John.
Even if his appearance is blurred in your memory, your physical instinct will still make you remember him.'
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