Revenge On Her Ex After Rebirth novel Chapter 997

Chapter 997 Another Storm is Brewing

"Whether or not it's plagiarism, you should know better than anyone," Oscar said seemingly casually.

"Maybe I forgot," Besse replied, but she didn't tell Oscar about her amnesia.

"If you forgot, don't you want to try and remember?"

"Sometimes I do," Besse said. "Like when facing situations like this, I wish I could remember so that maybe things wouldn't be so passive now. But most of the time, I feel like if I forgot then maybe it wasn't something worth remembering in the first place. If I don't want to remember, why bother agonizing over painful memories?"

Oscar's throat moved slightly.

Why should she bother agonizing over painful memories?

He nodded silently in agreement with Besse's words.

Besse didn't say anything else either. She felt as though Oscar knew about her amnesia somehow. Of course, whether he knew or not was irrelevant to her; she was just sharing her thoughts with him.

After breakfast, Besse didn't leave immediately. She checked the time and seemed to be waiting for someone.

Oscar couldn't urge her on. At that moment, they were both sitting on separate couches a bit far apart from each other anyway. After a while, there was some commotion in the lobby area and Besse turned around to see Salem and Una waking up and coming out of their rooms.

Una saw Besse and ran excitedly towards her with short legs. "Miss Besse!"

Besse gave Una a big hug lifting her into her arms. Salem watched from the side, feeling somewhat envious; he also wanted to jump into Besse's embrace because he felt like it would be especially warm there.

"Will you stay at our house forever?" Una asked innocently.

Besse shook her head, "Nope! I have to leave soon."

If she hadn't been waiting for Salem to wake up then she would have left earlier already, since she somehow felt that she needed to say goodbye to that boy before leaving.

"Why do you have to go?" Una asked.

Salem also did not want her gone yet but he wasn't as expressive as his sister often was; he usually didn't show how much he feels about things too openly.

"Because this isn't my home," explained Besse patiently. "I need to go back home."

"Why can't there become your home too?"

"Home isn't just any place," answered Besse gently. "Home has loved ones accompanying us."

"What are loved ones?"

"It's like how you're related by blood with your dad and brother."

"Oh," Una seemed to understand but not quite, "So are you going back to your parents?"

Besse's throat tightened. She didn't have parents. When she was very young, they died in an accident. However, when she heard this news, she didn't feel sad instinctively. It was like it happened to someone else and not her.

"It's kind of like that," Besse replied absently.

"Can you stay a few more days before leaving? I want to play with you." Una asked pitifully.

"Maybe next time..." Besse's words trailed off. There might not be a next time and she didn't want to deceive the little girl.