Chapter 996
Sheena and Howard both frowned.
Sheena turned twenty–four this year after giving birth to their baby.
Aftor Yosef noted Phoebe’s response, he continued asking, “So, Ms. Chamberlain, how old are you this year?”
“I’m twenty–one.”
Then, Yosef pointed at Howard and asked, “And what’s his name?”
“I’ve never met him, so I don’t know his name. But he’s been taking care of me these past few days. He’s Sheena’s newlywed husband.”
Nearly half an hour passed, and with each question, the light in Howard’s eyes dimmed little by
little.
The medication Romello injected was too potent, causing permanent damage to Phoebe’s nerves.
Her memory remained stuck several years ago when she fell seriously ill. The orphanage staff, finding her burdensome due to her age and illness, refused to support her any longer. It was Sheena who provided shelter for her and even raised money for her treatment
During that period, Howard had yet to exist in Phoebe’s life.
Hence, he was a complete stranger to her.
After questioning, Yosef called Howard and Sheena aside to talk in the corridor.
“Her situation is unique, and there’s currently no way to restore her memory from the past few years. I suggest talking to her about those years often and helping her sort out the relationships. between people around her.”
“Thank you for your help, Sheena expressed her gratitude.
Yosef smiled faintly. “You’re welcome.”
Throughout the afternoon, Sheena stayed in Phoebe’s room, patiently explaining things.
It took considerable effort to make Phoebe understand that she was already twenty–five years and that she had lost four years of memories due to an accident.
old
“Phoebe, my last name is Lawson, and I’m the current head of the Lawson family. My husband is Elliot Jenkins, the leader of the Jenkins family, CEO of the Jenkins Group, and the head of the National Investigation Bureau.”
Sheena pointed to Howard beside her. “He’s Howard Lawson, my brother. You two have been dating for a year, and he’s been taking care of you during this time.”
When Phoebe heard that he was her boyfriend, she discreetly glanced at Howard, finally taking notice of his perfect facial features.
To Phoebe, who had regressed four years in her understanding, it felt like she, once an ugly duckling, had suddenly found herself in a nest full of beautiful swans, inexplicably picking up a handsome and wealthy beau.
She could not wrap her head around the idea, feeling weird all over.
“What about me?” Phoebe asked.
“A while ago, the Nicholls family found you and revealed your identity as their heiress. You’re now Phoebe Nicholls, also known as Janice Nicholls, the fifth child of the Nicholls family. You’re an actress. You debuted through a talent show hosted by my company and became an idol. You even won Best Actress at the end of last year, making you a top–tier star in the entertainment industry.”
Phoebe was stunned.
In the past, she would not have dared to dream of becoming a top–tier star.
“Oh my God, I’ve become so successful in just a few years? Sheena, are you sure you’re not lying to me?”
Sheena gently caressed her cheek and took out her phone, showing Phoebe the news and information about her previous achievements.
Seeing is believing, and this was the most straightforward explanation.
The information overload exhausted Phoebe’s mind, and she fell asleep early in the afternoon.
Howard remained by her bedside, never leaving her.
Yosef visited again and informed them that Phoebe’s health indicators had returned to normal. After a few more days of observation, she could leave the lab and return home to resume her normal life and work.
In the evening, Sheena left the lab and headed toward the open–air parking lot.
As she approached, she saw a familiar tall figure walking toward her.
She looked up, expecting to see Elliot.
However, it was actually….Nathaniel?
