CHAPTER 1899

Bonnie took the paper from him, frowning.

It was clearly written there that Roanne had spent the first ten years of her life at Love and Kindness

Children’s Home, but…

Bonnie could not recall anything about her at all.

There was a photo of a young Roanne included with the paper, but even after staring at it, Bonnie could

not recognize this girl.

She fell deep into her thoughts for a long time, until eventually, her head started to hurt from all the

concentration. Even then, alas, she could not recall whether she had met Roanne before.

Truth be told, she had only a vague memory of her childhood life.

The accident she had suffered six years ago not only wiped her memory of her child but also caused

almost irreparable damage to her brain.

Even though she had regained her memories of everything that happened before the accident six years

ago, she still could not remember anything about her childhood.

The only thing she remembered was that she had met an older boy at the orphanage, who promised

her that he would come back for her and bring her out of the orphanage as soon as h e grew up.

He even said that her favorite color, red, was a color of excitement, grandeur, and success, among

other things. Because of this, he would let her put on a red gown when they got married in the future.

At that time, Bonnie had no concept of weddings and marriage, and the only thing she knew was that

brides would wear beautiful white dresses for their weddings.

Therefore, when she first heard him say this, Bonnie had thrown a tantrum, saying that she wanted a

red dress for her wedding instead.

The boy was both amused and exasperated by this, and in the end, he had no choice but to promise

her that yes, she would be able to wear a beautiful dress for her wedding and not only that, but she

could wear it in her favorite color.

This was the first time Bonnie had found out that dresses could be made in any color she wanted,

including red.

After she grew up, Bonnie saw for the first time what a red wedding dress looked like, but she had

never seen anyone wear it for their wedding.

As soon as she thought of this, Bonnie could not help letting out a self-deprecating snicker.

She was indeed built differently from other people.

She could not even remember the face of the boy who promised to marry her, yet she could recall

every word he had said to her.

“It’s okay if you can’t remember her.” Theo pursed his lips, seeing how frustrated Bonnie was at being

unable to recall Roanne. He quickly took the paper away from Bonnie and added, “I wasn’t trying to

force you to remember her; it’s just that…”

He let out a somewhat embarrassed laugh. “When I flipped through these pages that Joshua had given

me this morning, the orphanage’s name had stuck with me, and when you told me you had grown up in

the same orphanage, I thought you might be able to remember Roanne.”

With that, he gently patted Bonnie’s shoulder in reassurance. “Don’t be too hard on yourself.” Bonnie

curled her lips into a smile and shot him a helpless look. “I think maybe, just as you said, I might’ve

known Charlotte and Roanne when I was a kid, but I don’t remember what they used to look like

anymore. On top of that, their names are different from what I’m used t

0.”

She remembered that none of the children at the orphanage had proper names.

She was dubbed Number-9, and at that time, she was good friends with a little girl called Number-12.

As for the rest, she could not remember. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

“Have you liked red since you were young?” All of a sudden, a male voice rang out from the door.

Both Bonnie and Theo lifted their heads in unison.

Joshua was leaning against the door elegantly, holding a cigarette lazily between his right index and

middle fingers.

His dark, penetrating eyes were fixated on Bonnie as he said, “I remember Christopher telling me that

Jim’s first love was a young girl at the orphanage who loved wearing red.” Joshua took a puff of his

cigarette.