Chapter 180: You Lost Your Memories

Outside the city, Justin stared at his lookalike in disbelief at what he’d just said—

He was certain he wasn’t. Regaining his composure, Justin maintained his cold and domineering stance.

"Whatever tricks you’re trying to play won’t work on me, " Justin warned, deliberately using the name on Natalie’s marriage certificate.

Justin knew he hadn’t married Natalie—meaning the man in front of him was the one who did.

The man kept his cool, and his gaze, which had softened momentarily at Justin, turned indifferent. "So you truly don’t remember who you are."

"I know exactly who I am," Justin replied sharply. "But if you don’t reveal what kind of game you’re playing with Natalie, I’ll make sure you don’t remember who truly are."

The man smirked. "You’re still the same. I wouldn’t be surprised if you came here with the intention of extracting information from me and then killing me. But if that’s your plan, let me warn you—it would be a loss for both you and Natalie. Besides, if you truly have no memory of your past, killing me will only rob you of the chance to discover your real identity."

Justin continued to look at him, trying to see this man and comprehend what he meant. The moment this man called him Aiden Handrix, Justin had forgotten he was here to get everything out of him and then kill him.

This man in front of him had changed the game, making Justin doubt that he himself was AIden Handrix. He had heard in his dreams someone calling him Aiden so many times and it felt so real.

"And under what identity do you live now, if you’ve truly forgotten your real name?" the man asked.

Justin didn’t answer, instead countering, "If I’m Aiden Handrix, then who are you?"

"If you won’t tell me your current identity, then don’t expect me to answer anything," the man replied, his gaze shifting to Justin’s chest. "Or perhaps you’d like me to that you’re not who you think you are."

Justin raised a brow and the man said, "Apologies for what I am going to do," he moved his hands to Justin’s collars, only to have it gripped tightly by Justin, even before his hand could reach it.

Justin passed him a warning gaze, both men with the same face, same built, same height and aura, stared at each other coldly.

At the same time, the men from both sides got into an alerted position to take action if something had happened.

The man remained calm and raised a brow at Justin. "Don’t want to know the truth?"

Justin didn’t know why, but he let go of his hands, wanting to know what he was up to.

As he released Aiden’s hand, he held Justin’s collars and pulled away the side of his shirt, revealing Justin’s chest, the top buttons of his shirt torn apart.

"You got rid of the tattoo?" The man asked in a surprise.

Justin shrugged his hands away and said, "I never had any tattoo."

"Don’t want to know how you got the scar on your heart?" Aiden asked.

Justin straightened his shirt, not believing himself that instead of taking any action, he was having a conversation with this man. As far as he knew, he had no idea how he got that small scar on his heart and there was never a tattoo.

Aiden stayed calm, as the scar on Justin’s heart had assured him of something even profound, clearing any doubt he had towards Justin’s true identity.

Aiden said, "You were supposed to have a tattoo on your heart, but you didn’t want it and ended up hurting yourself at the heart’s side. Later the tattoo was made on the right side of your chest. But as you have no tattoo, you might like to check if you were ever operated on.

Justin’s curiosity got the better of him. "What kind of tattoo?"

Aiden stared at Justin for a long moment before speaking. "Now that I think about it, perhaps it’s better if you don’t know. You’ve already lost your memories."

Justin clenched his jaw. "If you’re done with your games, get to the point. Why did you marry Natalie? Why do you look exactly like me? What are your intentions?"

"I’m here to tell you everything, but first, you have to do something for me," Aiden replied. "If you refuse, I’ll take these secrets to my grave. And know this: it’s for Natalie’s good."

"You don’t need to worry about what’s best for her," Justin shot back.

"If I hadn’t, she would have ended up in the wrong hands. You have no idea how long I’ve been protecting her," Aiden countered. "The best thing I ever did was to stop her from marrying Ivan Brown. If you truly care about her, you should thank me for that."

"What do you want from me?" Justin demanded. Though he didn’t trust this man, he needed answers.

"You need to bring Natalie somewhere—without letting her know. And she mustn’t remember anything that happens afterward," Aiden said.

In an instant, Justin grabbed him by the collar, his voice a growl. "Say that again, and you’ll regret it."

Aiden remained calm. "She won’t be harmed. I give you my word. But if you don’t bring her, you’ll both regret it."

"I don’t care what I’ve forgotten or why you married Natalie," Justin hissed, tightening his grip. "Trust me, I could end you right here, and nothing would change."

The man met Justin’s gaze steadily. "Aiden."

Justin’s gaze wavered at the sound of that name.

"You have to trust me, Aiden. I’m not your enemy," Aiden said, his tone unwavering.

Justin’s mind screamed to strike him, but his heart... his heart hesitated. Slowly, his grip on Aiden’s collar loosened, as if he truly didn’t have the will to harm him.

"Who are you?" Justin asked, staring into those familiar eyes.

"I’ll tell you once you do what I’ve asked," Aiden assured him. "And if you manage to regain your memories, you’ll know who I am. Trust me, on that day, you won’t be holding my collars in anger like this."

Justin simply glared at him.

Aiden continued. "I am giving you time not more than week. Decide what you want to do and let me know."

"And you think I am going to let you off from here to respond you in a week," Justin countered coldly.

"You know you don’t want to kill me and instead you would be in loss to lose me, the only source of all your questions," Aiden replied, "I am not running away anywhere. If I wanted to, I wouldn’t have come to you. Take your time and let me know if you can do it. If not, I will have to resort my own way which you might not like."

Aiden waited for Justin to say something, but found Justin still glaring at him.

"Take your time. Doesn’t seem like you want to kill me, then I am leaving first," Aiden turned around as he said, "Also, it’s your name that’s on Natalie’s marriage certificate, your real name- Aiden Handrix," and he sat in his car.

Justin and his people simply watched them leave.

Noah came to Justin. "Mr Harper, what now? You let him go."

Not answering, Justin turned and sat in his car, a signal for his people to leave as well. Noah looked at Justin and could see his boss had so much going on in his mind.

"To the Ford’s event," Justin instructed.

Noah saw Justin’s shirt needed to be changed and he arranged for that, as a good assistant he was.