Chapter 696

Chapter 696:

“Then you should go back and get some rest,” she suggested.

When Andrew returned to his room, he sat at his desk, absentmindedly staring at the ring on his finger. A hollow ache gnawed at him, as if he had forgotten someone—someone important.

And that person… Who was it?

A sharp pain shot through his chest, so intense that he clutched at his heart, as though it were being torn apart. He forced the ache down, but when he glanced at the mirror, he was startled to see tears welling in the corners of his eyes.

The next day, Babette found another reason to summon Andrew, giving Madisyn a chance to treat him again. Though they loved each other deeply, Madisyn had to wear a veil in front of him.

“Tomorrow is the engagement ceremony. Will Andrew regain his memory by then?” Babette asked.

Madisyn gazed at the sleeping Andrew, her delicate hand brushing lightly across his face. Her eyes were filled with an ache that seemed endless.

“I don’t know,” she replied softly.

“Perhaps we should find a way to disrupt the engagement ceremony,” Babette suggested. Her gentle elegance was momentarily overshadowed by a firm resolve.

“What do you have in mind, Your Majesty?” Madisyn inquired.

“If the bride doesn’t show up, the ceremony can’t proceed,” Babette replied calmly.

Madisyn was briefly stunned, taken aback by Babette’s decisiveness.

“I hope he regains some of his memory this time,” she murmured.

Babette nodded, her tone steady. “I hope so too.” Neither of them noticed Andrew’s eyelashes flutter faintly as they spoke.

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When their conversation ended, they both turned their eyes toward him, their expressions more serious than before. His recovery wasn’t just important for his relationship with Madisyn—it was crucial for the safety of both nations as well.

Minutes ticked by slowly, and at last, Andrew began to stir, waking to the soft, lingering scent of sandalwood. “How are you feeling?” Babette asked, her eyes studying him closely.

“I feel great,” Andrew replied with a smile, his gaze settling on Madisyn. This time, she hadn’t disappeared. He looked at her with an intensity that was anything but the blank stare of a stranger.

His eyes, deep and searching, seemed to recognize her, causing both Madisyn’s and Babette’s hearts to skip a beat.

Had they succeeded?

Had Andrew finally regained his memory?

“And who might this be?” Andrew asked.

Madisyn, holding back the surge of emotions within, slowly lifted her veil.

Her breathtaking beauty was revealed, and a flicker of surprise passed through Andrew’s eyes. That fleeting reaction sent a wave of excitement through both Madisyn and Babette.

It seemed Andrew had truly regained his memory!

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