The Billionaire's Heir I Never Knew Was Mine novel Chapter 10

Chapter 10: I Remember You

"Sir..."

The voice reached him again, clearer this time.

At first, Zachary didn’t pay much attention.

Voices called out in hotel lobbies all the time. Staff addressing guests, guests calling each other, assistants chasing after their superiors.

It wasn’t unusual.

But something about this one felt... directed.

As he saw a woman with long, wavy, ginger-brown hair and a pale but beautiful face rushing toward him, his steps instinctively slowed.

A moment later, he came to a complete stop.

"Thank god, I finally found you...!"

’Found me?’ He wonders.

Zachary frowned slightly, confusion flickering across his mind as he turned his head to glance behind him.

For a brief moment, he assumed the call wasn’t meant for him. Perhaps she was speaking to someone else.

But the space behind him was empty.

The lobby was quiet, with only a few guests and staff scattered at a distance, none close enough to match her urgency.

He turned back.

And this time, his gaze met hers.

He paused.

Her eyes were bright, almost sparkling, as if she had just discovered something precious she had been searching for. There was relief in them, and something else... excitement, maybe.

Zachary studied her face, trying to remember her. But nothing concrete came to mind. No memory of her face and voice in his last week’s activities, let alone familiarity.

Maybe someone he met once?

But before he could speak his mind, the woman moved one step closer and spoke again, as if she had already read the confusion in his expression.

"Sir, I’m the woman you helped in Evercrest Hospital two weeks ago..."

The moment she said Evercrest, something clicked.

A faint memory surfaced, dim at first, then clearer.

He remembers a woman rushed into his car... Breathless. Desperate. Asking for help.

’Ah... So it was her.’

Zachary’s gaze sharpened slightly as recognition settled in, though his expression remained calm.

"You remember now, right?" she asked again, her voice carrying a hint of hope, as if she needed confirmation.

He didn’t answer immediately.

Instead, he looked at her more carefully this time, as if comparing the memory in his mind with the woman standing before him.

She looked... different.

Looking at her standing before him, he realized she was shorter than he remembered. Now he can see her head only reach his shoulder.

She also didn’t carry a frantic expression.

There’s no sign of fear in her gaze.

She simply looked stunning in her formal office attire—a brown knee-length skirt, paired with a white silk blouse and a stylish suit that fit her hourglass figure. Holding an agenda in her hand, she appeared both classy and sophisticated.

"You dropped me off at the train station that night," she added, her voice softer now. The brightness in her eyes dimmed slightly, replaced by a trace of nervousness.

Zachary noticed the change.

"Yes," he said finally, nodding once. "I remember you."

The shift in her expression was immediate. Relief washed over her face, and her smile returned light and genuine.

"Thank goodness," she said, letting out a small breath. "I was worried you might not remember me."

Her tone was casual, but her reaction felt... sincere.

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