"Okay, let me have a look." Nash was overwhelmed as he looked at the various items on the menu. He stared at them for a long time but was unable to place an order. At this moment, the waiter became a little anxious, but he still smiled and said, "If you really don't know what to order, we'd recommend a family meal set. What do you think?" "Family meal?"

"Yes, this one next to you must be your daughter. She's so cute."

"Daughter?! Am I that old?!"

"I... I didn't mean that... Are you..."

For a moment, everyone in the store turned to look at Nash. Nash was not sure how to define his relationship with the young woman in front of him.

Evelyn spoke up abruptly at this time, "He's my brother. He does look a bit older."

The waiter quickly apologized after hearing this.

Evelyn's intervention allowed Nash to calm his racing mind from going into overdrive.

After the food was served, they quietly finished their meal. Then, Nash looked at the woman in front of him and asked in curiosity, "What happened back then?" "You meant that time when I drank?"

Nash nodded.

Evelyn pointed to her head and said, "It's not a big deal. I just don't know what's going on here... I can't seem to remember anything..."

"You mean... you had previous memories?"

Evelyn shook her head and said, "I don't know, but I counted the days from when I lost my memory. It's been about a month..."

"You don't remember anything? How is that possible?"

"I don't know. One day, I opened my eyes and found myself lying on a strange bed. Everything around me was unfamiliar, even myself. I couldn't remember who I was, and I don't remember a lot of things, which scares me, I... "What's wrong with me..." As she spoke, her voice began to choke with sobs.

Nash quickly handed over a tissue.

"Thank you..." Evelyn wiped her tears.

The crisp sound of someone

On food attracted their

and they both turned

d to look.

Quietly and without a trace, Mosley had sat next to Nash.

Nash and Evelyn were shocked.

"Fuck! Why didn't you make a sound?" Nash complained.

"Master Nash, can I have another fried chicken drumstick? Please, please, please."

"Get it with your own money!" Nash refused to be taken advantage of.

"Oh, come on, Master Nash. I've helped you before, so take this as my repayment, okay?"

"Wow, that sure is reasonable of you! Oh, whatever... Waiter, two more fried chicken drumsticks."

"You're the best, Master Nash! Thank you so much."

"Who said both are for you? One of them is for Evelyn."noveldrama

"Evelyn? Who's Evelyn?"

Nash pointed at the young woman opposite him.

Mosley looked at the woman in front

of him

and suddenly smiled. His

back.

smile sent a chill done??

What was this little ruffian trying to do?

Nash smacked Mosley when he saw Evelyn being a little disgusted and scared. "Hey, brat! Behave yourself!

You're scaring her!"

Mosley looked at Evelyn, and Nash patted Mosley on the head. "Brat, why are you looking at her like that?"

"Ah, nothing, nothing... Hah."

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