His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 529

"She just recently took the Reversal Serum, and her memories are still a chaotic mess," Archer said, his voice deep and slightly raspy. "Bringing up remarriage right now will only put an immense amount of pressure on her."

Helena sighed heavily. "Virginia has had such a brutally hard life. She finally managed to come back to us, and now she's suffering through all of this pain."

She looked at Archer, her tone earnest and profound. "Being cooped up in the house all day isn't good for her either. You need to find some time to take her and Cindy out. Take them to places you used to go. It might actually help trigger her memories."

Archer nodded. "That's exactly what I was thinking. Tomorrow happens to be the weekend. I'll take them out for a bit."

...

The next day, a fine, powdery snow began to drift down over the capital.

The black Rolls-Royce pulled up perfectly to the VIP entrance of the city's largest outdoor amusement park.

Archer stepped out of the car first.

Today, he was dressed in a dark gray, mid-length heavy wool coat layered over a pure black turtleneck. His posture was as straight as a pine, radiating an icy, aristocratic elegance.

He walked around to the other side, opened the door, and reached out a hand to help Virginia out.

She wore a long, cream-colored cashmere coat with a plain cashmere scarf wrapped around her neck. Her long hair cascaded freely down her back beneath a matching cream wool beret, exuding a cool, ethereal grace.

Cindy was bundled up in a bright pink puffer jacket, looking like an adorable little snowball. Rocking a knit beanie with bunny ears, she hopped excitedly out of the car.

"Daddy, I want to ride the carousel!" The little girl grabbed Archer's hand the second her feet hit the pavement.

To help Virginia recover her memories as naturally as possible, Archer deliberately hadn't booked the entire park. It was freezing today, but since it was the weekend, the crowd was moderate—not absolutely packed, but certainly not deserted either.

Holding Cindy's hand, Archer naturally placed his other hand on the small of Virginia's back, wrapping his arm protectively around her waist through her thick coat.

"Are you cold?" he asked, looking down.

"No."

The three of them walked up to the carousel.

Cindy picked out a pristine white horse and, with Archer's help, climbed up effortlessly.

Resting against his warm chest, Virginia breathed in the deeply familiar scent of Oud & Bergamot. Slowly, the agonizing pain began to fade.

"I'm fine." She stepped back a half-pace from his embrace, looking up into his incredibly anxious dark eyes. "I just remembered something from before."

Archer's breath completely hitched, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.

"What did you remember?"

"An amusement park. Cotton candy," Virginia said, looking at him with a perfectly steady tone. "Strawberry flavored."

The corners of Archer's eyes flushed instantly crimson.

He gave her one profoundly deep look, set Cindy down into her waiting hands, and spun around, sprinting directly toward the sweets shop a short distance away.

"Wait for me!"

Virginia froze for a second. As if knowing exactly what he was doing, a soft, incredibly tender light filled her eyes.