Chapter 676



Clayton said, “Apologies, Kallie. Elma has been severely ill. We had to consult a specialist. Plus, I’ve been swamped and only heard you were looking for me about two weeks ago.”

Kallie’s smile carried a sharp edge of sarcasm. “Perhaps you should consider changing your staff. They seem rather ineffective at keeping you informed.”

Clayton’s smile didn’t waver. “You have a point. It might be time for some changes.”

Not wanting to beat around the bush, Kallie’s tone turned icy. “Tell me, Clayton, why choose to visit the doctor just when I get out of the hospital and decide to come see you? You ignored all my messages. What are you trying to say?”

Kallie was strikingly beautiful, but her usual warmth and gentleness were gone, replaced by a chilling, steely gaze.

Clayton’s tone was playful. “It seems like you were in a rush to see me. So, what is it? Do you miss me, or is something else on your mind?”

It wasn’t the time for jokes. Clayton’s playful demeanor only fueled Kallie’s anger.

Even Jake cast Clayton a few disapproving glances.

For updates, visit ɢαlᥒovᥱᥣs.coᥒ Kallie’s fingers tapped lightly against the table, her eyes red with barely contained anger. “Where is my daughter, Chloe?” she questioned, her voice tight with emotion.

Clayton’s smile quickly vanished, replaced by a heavy sigh. Regret clouded his gaze as he met her eyes. “I came to tell you the truth about that. I have no clue where Chloe is. You should ask Jake why he’s here with me.”

A tremor ran through Kallie’s heart. She wasn’t sure how to face Jake, especially since he had been silent from the moment she arrived. He hadn’t even glanced her way. It seemed like he didn’t remember her. Or, even worse, perhaps he just didn’t want to acknowledge her.

Steeling herself, Kallie turned her attention to Jake. “Mr. Reeves, can you explain why you’re here?”

Jake met her tearful gaze, a heavy weight pressing down on his chest. However, he remembered the conversation he had with Clayton before they arrived. He forced himself to say, “I’m sorry. I have no idea about the Chloe you’re talking about. I accompanied Mr. Morgan here because his sister, Cara, is my wife.”

“Wife?” The word hit Kallie like a thunderclap, rattling through her mind. She shot to her feet, her voice rising uncontrollably. Her eyes, already brimming with tears, now blazed with disbelief. “You’re married to her? But don’t you remember…?”

Jake cut her off before she could finish, his tone steady but cold. “Calm down. I remember our past. But that’s all it is, the past. We didn’t end up together, and we never got married. It’s been five years, and life goes on. It’s only natural for me to marry someone else.”

Kallie’s mind buzzed with disbelief, but Jake’s words rang crystal clear in her ears. Each syllable felt like a hammer, relentlessly pounding on her.

Kallie clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms, hoping the pain would keep her grounded. But no amount of pain could dull the ache in her heart. She lowered her head, and the tears that had welled in her eyes finally spilled over, falling to the floor. She failed to notice both men felt the weight of her sorrow.

Jake couldn’t explain why he felt such pity for her. Clayton mentioned she was Sarah. He had heard about his past with Sarah from others. They claimed they had parted on bad terms, swearing never to cross each other’s paths again. Back then, she had annoyed him to no end.

Yet, now facing her, Jake felt no annoyance at all. Was it his amnesia clouding his feelings? They said he hated her guts, but now, inexplicably, he felt sorry for her.

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