My Love, Enlighten me

Chapter 390 A Far-Fetched Point

After Gloria Taylor woke up at that time, she was weak and her memory was barren blank.

No one empathized with her.

Under such circumstances, if someone appeared and had a relationship with her that was recognized by everyone, she would naturally rely on and believed in that person.

James Moore had a good point.

However, if she analyzed it carefully, the point he made felt rather far-fetched.

But, James Moore’s recovery and discharge from the hospital remained priorities for the time being. There was no hurry for these things.

She nodded and asked, “Do you want another bowl?”

“Hm.” James Moore smiled and handed the bowl to her.

She refilled the bowl and bent to put the soup on the table.

A wisp of hair slipped from behind her ear. She reached out and pulled it back gently. Thi simple action made her looked so delicate.

James Moore withdrew his eyes and lowered his head.

Actually, when he said that he was Gloria Taylor’s fiancé, his reason was nothing complicated.

The reason he told her just now was only the small part. The bigger reason was that he wanted to test whether Gloria Taylor really had an amnesia.

The later events showed that Gloria Taylor… did have an amnesia.

After refilling the bowl and handing it to him, he took it and whispered, “Thank you.”

“Why are you so polite to me?” she sat down next to him, “Even if we’re not fiancés, we’re friends. We have a long term friendship, right?”

James Moore chuckled when he heard this.

He reached and covered his mouth to restrain his laughter. After done restraining it, he said in a low voice, “Right.”

“What’s so funny? Give the soup back to me!” Gloria Taylor was about to grab the bowl back when he waved his hand covering his stitched head, blocking her hand, “I’m a patient now.”

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Although she had an amnesia, it didn’t mean that she was dumb.

James Moore was suspicious. It was difficult for her to ask too many questions now.

When she was in coma, James Moore kept her for almost three years. She concluded that James Moore was not a bad person at heart.

After he finished drinking his soup, she took the bowl to clean it.

When she was washing the dishes, her phone rang.

She picked up her phone and found that it was a strange number.

Her heart skipped a beat. It might be Kenny Clarke who gave her a call.

She glanced at James Moore.

James Moore was injured in the head and now, he was taking a nap with his eyes closed.

Gloria Taylor took her phone out of the ward and picked it up, “Hello.”

The next moment, she heard a man’s dep voice on the phone.

“Miss Taylor.”

She immediately recognized that it was Kenny Clarke’s voice.

He had a nice and deep voice. It sounded so distinct that one would know if it was him once he started talking.

She thought that after the result come out, Shi Ye would be the one to inform her. Unexpectedly, Kenny Clarke did.

Gloria Taylor was flattered. Although Kenny Clarke was not an overbearing man, he gave off the impression that he was superior to her.

Gloria Taylor bit her lips and said, “Hello, Mr. Clarke.”

“The comparative DNA test result has come out. Where are you?”

Kenny Clarke spoke simply and clearly. Gloria Taylor was used to his way of speaking now.

“I’m in the hospital now…” Gloria Taylor pushed the door slightly and looked inside through the crack. James Moore was still in his previous position. She closed the door again.

“What are you doing in the hospital?”’

She wasn’t sure if it was only her imagination, but she kind of heard he raised his voice like he was… worried.

Gloria Taylor didn’t much of it. She said, “I’m visiting a friend. Give me your address, I’ll come over.”

The man on the other side of the phone ignored her. He said, “Give me your address.”

Gloria Taylor didn’t ant to argue with him. So, she gave him the address.

After she told him the address, he immediately hung up.

He was… a weirdo with no gentlemanly manners.

Gloria Taylor stared at her phone for a moment. She took a deep breath and stuffed it back to her pocket.

Inside the ward, she found James Moore with his eyes opened.

He didn’t look very energetic. He seemed to be exhausted after talking to her earlier. He looked very dull right now.

She frowned, “I need to go out for a while. I have something to do.”

He opened his sleepy eyes and asked one more question, “Who is looking for you?”

“It’s—”” Gloria Taylor hesitated.

James Moore interrupted her, “Go back early. Pay attention to your safety. It’s not that simple this time. It’s is either coming for me or you.”

He said slowly, but what he said was alarming.

“I understand.” she nodded.

Then, she turned and took his phone and put it where he could reach it, “Call me if you need anything.”

“Hm.” he smiled.

Before, some policemen came to ask questions, but James Moore was still in the intensive care unit. He couldn’t say much.

Now that he was out, the police might come back.

Whether it was coming for herself or James Moore, the person must have planned this beforehand and had targeted them for a while.

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Gloria Taylor went to the doctor before leaving.

When she was about to leave the hospital, she saw a car pulled over.

The black car looked very expensive.

She walked over.

She was about to open the back seat door and hop in when she found out that Kenny Clarke was driving the car himself.

She took her hand back and called out, “Mr. Clarke?”

“Get in the car.”

He was holding a cigarette between his fingers. The tip was burning to ash and he dabbed it off. He looked relaxed.

He was relaxed but dangerous, like a lion in dormant.

Gloria Taylor thought that this metaphor fitted well because when he asked her to get in the car, she got in almost immediately.

She sat next to the driver’s seat. She dared not sit in the back row making Kenny Clarke looked like a driver.

The smoke from his cigarette suffocated her.

She whispered, “Have you seen the test result?”

“Not yet.” He gave a very concise answer. He cherished words like gold.

After recovering from her illness, she became sensitive to smell. The smoke in the car made feel uncomfortable. She covered her nose.

The next moment, she heard the sound of a window rolled down.