Night of Destiny (Anastasia and Elliot) novel Chapter 2237

Ethan looked at Jacques, who was dozing off beside him, and patted his shoulder. “Jacques, wake up.” Startled awake, Jacques opened his eyes and instantly became alert when he saw Ethan’s serious gaze. “What’s wrong, sir?”

“Who is she?” Ethan asked, pointing to the person in the photo. “Do you remember something, Mr. Ethan?” Jacques exclaimed with excitement.

At that, Ethan scowled at him. “Would I ask you if I remembered?” Jacques blinked. Good Lord! Mr. Ethan’s authoritative demeanor remains unchanged despite losing his memory, and his attitude toward me hasn’t changed much either! He had hoped that with Ethan’s amnesia, the man would be a bit gentler toward him, but it wasn’t the case.

Jacques felt it necessary to introduce the young lady in a grand manner. He cleared his throat and said, “This young lady’s name is Josephine Jacobson. She is from Zoravia and is your beloved, sir. She went to the Arctic for you and is currently in the hospital. You can see her soon.”

“My beloved?” Ethan’s gaze softened at that. “Yes, and you are her beloved as well. You both love each other,” Jacques said. Shoot, Miss Jacobson won’t be able to handle Mr. Ethan’s amnesia, he thought. They are so in love, yet he has forgotten all about her!

“You said she’s here too, right?” Ethan asked, to which Jacques nodded in affirmation. “Yes, she’s here. She’s just resting because she’s worn out.”

Ethan returned to the photo, his hand supporting his forehead as he desperately tried to dig up any memories of her. Alas, he couldn’t find a single trace of her in his memory, even when his mind became chaotic.

“Give it a rest, Mr. Ethan. Don’t force yourself. Just fall in love with each other again.” Jacques empathized with Ethan, who sighed dejectedly. “I’m useless.”

“No, the reason you got hurt and lost your memory is because you saved a lot of people. Mr. Ethan, in my heart, you are a great person,” Jacques said admiringly. Ethan doubted the man’s words. Still, he stared at the photo, unable to divert his gaze. Is this woman really my beloved?