Stanley came out of the bedroom and heard someone in the kitchen.
He turned to take a glance at the next room and walked towards the kitchen.
Summer was wearing an apron and standing in front of the counter, cutting fruit.
Hearing the sound of footsteps behind her, she turned around and saw Stanley standing two steps
away from her, looking at her with a half-smile.
Summer replied with a smile. "Good morning."
"What are you doing?" Stanley walked closer and leaned on the edge of the counter to look at the
things on it.
A wisp of joy flashed across Summer's face. "I woke up early and came to the kitchen to take a look. It
turned out that I could cook."
Last night, she went to the supermarket with Stanley and bought a lot of food ingredients.
When she bought the ingredients, she found that as soon as she picked out a kind of food, the way to
cook it would appear in her mind.
The moment she woke up this morning, she decided to give it a try. It turned out that she could actually
cook.
But this was not much of a surprise for her.
Her family was very ordinary, and she could cook. This meant that she might have lived alone in the
past, and was self-reliant.
Stanley's gaze paused on her face for a moment. "There's no need to work so hard. You're still a
patient now. I'll hire someone to cook later."
"It's nothing. I know my own condition. I feel very well now." After Summer finished speaking, she
packed the fruit and said, "Alright, we can have breakfast now."
Summer placed the breakfast on the dining table and heard Stanley say, "I have to go to work later. I'll
take you out for lunch at noon."
Summer shook her head and refused without thinking. "No need. I'll cook lunch myself."
Stanley didn't expect her to refuse so straightforwardly. He paused for a moment before shaking his
head and saying, "I'll come back."
Summer said, "There is really not necessary. You are too cautious. Now I don't feel that I get amnesia,
but I am a disabled person who can't take care of myself."
Stanley smiled and didn't say anything else.
Stanley went to work after breakfast. Summer cleaned the kitchen and went downstairs to dump the
garbage.
She threw the garbage into the dustbin and was about to go back when she saw two figures sneaking
around not far away.
It seemed to be a man and a woman.
The woman covered her face carefully, but man looked quite normal.
Summer looked at them doubtfully for a few seconds, hesitating over whether to call the security guard
or not.
The woman ran towards her.
The woman was wearing high heels and running fast. Summer couldn't help feeling worried for her.
The woman ran over and gave Summer a bear hug, "Summer! It's really you! I thought Carl was lying
to me!"
Summer did not understand what was going on at all. She was hugged by the woman for a long time,
her body stiffened. Then she managed to say, "Miss...."
"Miss? I'm Jessica!"
Jessica let go of Summer and looked at her carefully. "Why are you so thin?"
Summer had just recovered and looked pale and thin.
Summer asked tentatively, "Your name is... Jessica?"
"That's right. I'm Jessica...." Jessica choked up as she spoke.
Before she could finish her sentence, she began to sob.
Then, she squatted and cried.
She cried bitterly.
"Jessica."
Carl remained silent all this time. Seeing Jessica like this, he squatted down in panic to comfort her.
"Miss Jessica...." Summer stood beside them at a loss.
This Miss Jessica seemed to know her, but she really didn't have any impression of her at all. She
didn't even know what to say.
When Jessica heard "Miss Jessica," she felt even sadder. "What Miss Jessica? How could you not
know me even if you have just recovered?"
Jessica cried so hard that her makeup was all over her face.
In the end, Summer could only take them upstairs.
Jessica went to the bathroom to tidy herself up. When she returned to the hall, she had already
regained her calmness.
Summer was getting water for them.
Jessica stared at Summer without blinking.
Before coming here, Carl told her about Summer's condition.
At that time, she didn't think that much. She felt relieved as long as Summer was still alive.
However, seeing Summer standing in front of her and knowing that she had forgotten everything,
Jessica still felt extremely uncomfortable.
When Summer brought the water over, she saw Jessica staring at her with red eyes.
Summer handed her a glass of water and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"
Jessica hurriedly nodded and looked at her eagerly. "What about you?"
Summer was amused by her eager look. "I'm fine too. I'm in good health now, but I'm...."
"I know. It doesn't matter if you don’t remember me. There are many days ahead of us, and we can
create more memories." Jessica's tone was sincere.
Jessica finally accepted the fact that Summer got amnesia.
She should be happy that Summer was alive.
From the way Jessica acted, Summer believed that they must be close friends in the past.
She thought that Jessica would tell her something about the past, but in the end, Jessica did not.
Jessica only asked about her recent condition.
Actually, she did not wake up for long. Apart from Stanley, she only knew Carl and Jessica. There was
nothing else to say.
Jessica gave her a very friendly feeling.
They chatted casually. Soon, it was noon.
Seeing that they had no intention of leaving, Summer said, "You guys can stay for lunch."
Jessica immediately replied, "Alright."
After she finished speaking, she scratched her head embarrassedly. She had answered too quickly....
Actually, she just didn't want to leave.
Previously, she had heard from Carl that the one who saved Summer was a man. He had taken good
care of Summer for three years. She wanted to meet him.
"Then I'll go cook." As Summer spoke, she stood up and walked to the kitchen.
As soon as she left, Jessica turned around and asked Carl, "You said that you went to see Mr.
Emerson yesterday? How was everything?"
"Same as before." Carl sighed and replied weakly.
Jessica couldn't help rubbing her temples in frustration. "How does it end up like this? He completely
forgets about Summer, and has a fiancée.... Men are just heartless!"
Carl retorted, "I don't care if you say he is heartless. But I am not like him...."
Jessica was not in the mood to argue with him. Then, she thought of something, and her expression
became serious. She warned him, "Don't mention Leonardo Emerson to her, not a word."
Now, Leonardo did not remember Summer. If Summer remembered him and he was with another
woman, it would definitely hurt Summer.
Carl had actually experienced this.
Thinking about that Leonardo had said he would be in the blacklist, he felt miserable.
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