Chapter 644

Chapter 644:

Noah Wall?

That comatose patient was Noah, the CEO of Wall Group and a titan in the business world?

Compared to Noah, Sutton was nothing more than a rich boy with little power, selling her pipe dreams of saving her family when he had barely done anything to prove his worth. But this man—Noah… Now, he was different!

With his help, not only could she restore her family, but they could rise to new, unimaginable heights.

The fact that he was handsome was just an added bonus!

Lately, her father had been pressuring her to marry the heir of the Clark family, but that man was nothing but trouble.

Hailey stared at the photo in the medical file. Noah’s expression was stern, his gaze piercing. A weaker person wouldn’t dare to look him in the eye.

Heck, Hailey felt her heart skip a beat, even though she was only looking at a picture.

She closed the file and returned to the room.

She got there just in time to see the man’s eyelids flutter, as if he was about to wake up.

Hailey knew that a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was coming her way.

Wasting no time, Hailey bent over and pressed her fingers against Noah’s temples. She proceeded to hypnotize him.

“You will slowly wake up, forget the past, and fall in love with me,” she said, her voice soft and alluring.

The hypnosis worked, and Noah slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was glassy and unfocused.

“Who are you?” he asked, bewilderment written on his face.

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Hailey hesitated for a second, then smiled.

“I am your beloved.”

“And who am I?” Noah asked, his brows knitted in confusion.

“You’re my boyfriend, of course,” Hailey answered without batting an eye.

“I’ve been taking care of you for a long time. Thank goodness you’re finally awake!”

Noah took a good look at Hailey, still frowning.

He tried to rifle through his memories, but it was as if his mind was plagued with tendrils of shadows.

He did remember that there was someone he loved deeply, but her face…

Noah narrowed his eyes and tried to match Hailey’s face with the blurred one from his distorted memory.

Was it her?

“You are my girlfriend?” he asked slowly—doubtfully.

But Hailey just beamed and gripped his hand.

“Yes,” she nodded. “It’s me.”

Three years passed.

Sadie had just stepped out of her apartment when Breck walked up to her.

“Mrs. Isabel Wall has returned from her vacation abroad with Averi,” he reported respectfully. “She asked that you dine at Wall Manor tonight.”

Sadie nodded and said, “Got it.”

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