Chapter 635

Chapter 635

Sylvia stared at Cody in shock. Hypnosis... Mrs. Wright was actually

hypnotized, and as a result, she lost all her memories of Monica? This

was too terrifying.

So anyone who knew how to hypnotize could just take away someone's

memories?

"Who did it? Who hypnotized her?" Sylvia's face turned pale. She rarely

got emotional, but she couldn't accept what had happened.

Cody cleared his throat. "I heard he passed away already. It took me

quite some time to find him back then. His name was Felipe, and he

was a famous hypnosis master. If you search for him on Google, you

can find news articles or stories about him."

Sylvia frowned.

She had lost many childhood memories; Franklin said that she saved

him and his sister when they were young, but there wasn't even a

single image about it in her mind.

Had the part of her childhood memory that she lost also been taken

away by hypnosis?

She needed to know the truth.

"What are you two whispering about?" Suddenly Yadiel's voice

interrupted them; Sylvia looked over and saw that Yadiel and Kian were

awake, rubbing their eyes.

Sylvia checked Cody's temperature again and breathed a sigh of relief,

“Your fever is reduced finally.”

She stood up from the chair and prepared some medicine for Cody,

“I've prepared five days’ medicine for you. Remember to take it after

every meal."

Cody's eyes filled with gratitude, "Sibbie, I'm sorry."

"You didn't do anything wrong," Sylvia replied calmly.

Sylvia smiled with relief. "Yasmin has always been so good to me

regardless of whether she remembers my mother or not! Isn't this the

most precious thing?"

After finishing speaking, she pushed open the door of the doctor's

office before turning back towards Cody, "Take care of yourself."

Yadiel escorted her out quietly.

She stood on a long corridor where faint morning light filtered through

windows, casting an ethereal yet chilly glow.

Yadiel whispered softly, "Dr. Andrews, you can see the exit when you

walk out of this lobby. I won't escort you any further.”

Sylvia nodded her head. "Thank you."

She walked towards the lobby with a straight posture, but she soon

froze.

In the corner of the lobby's lounge area sat a man on the couch. He

looked up at her when he heard footsteps.

Franklin?

He didn't leave?

He actually waited for her all night on that couch?

Sylvia's heart skipped a beat.

Then she saw him stand up and stride towards her.

In the faint morning light, he seemed to be bathed in a soft glow that

made him look unrealistically handsome.

Brayden and Jenna, who were sitting on another couch nearby holding

each other, woke up at this moment and looked over at Sylvia.

“Brayden..." Jenna murmured before Brayden leaned in close to her

ear and whispered softly. "You're up?"

"Mm-hmm." Jenna rubbed her sleepy eyes and turned to look at Sylvia

and Franklin. She had been so tired last night that she had curled up in

Brayden's warm embrace and fallen asleep without realizing it.

Was it already morning?

Meanwhile, Franklin stretched out his arms towards Sylvia and pulled

the slender woman tightly into his embrace.

"Sylvia... Sylvia..." His low voice sounded like an exquisite cello playing;

he held onto her so tightly as if embracing a precious treasure that was

lost but found again.

Sylvia pressed herself against his hot chest; she could almost hear his

strong heartbeat clearly.

“I'm here, I'm here." She couldn't help but reach out to hug him back

tightly too.

An hour later, they returned to their hotel room, only to find out that

Brayden and Jenna were staying in the same hotel too.

As they got off from elevator preparing to go back their own rooms,

"Sylvia," Brayden hesitated before calling out Sylvia's name softly.

"There is something I want to discuss with you."

"What is it?" Sylvia asked calmly while looking directly into his eyes.

Five minutes later, there was silence along the corridor where one

could hear even a pin drop sound...

Just when Brayden thought Sylvia would refuse him, suddenly he heard

her cold voice saying, "Three o'clock this afternoon. Take me there."

"I am sorry,” said Braydon, lowering his head, "but for my father's sake,

I have no other choice.”

He really had no other options. He used to live a carefree life as the

mayor's son, but now he was the prisoner's son. All his friends and

relatives were avoiding him except for Sylvia and Franklin who were

still willing to help them.

“It's no biggie. We're family," Sylvia said, thinking of Mrs. Wright's

memory being taken away and feeling a pang in her heart. She looked

at Brayden and her gaze softened, "See you this afternoon. Take a

good rest before that."