The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 508

Lyra was caught up in memories.

Orphanage, husband's family...

Why did she feel a little familiar with that?

With suspicion, she sat down again next to Melissa and clutched her hand that was not in a infusion, "Melissa, do you remember your last name?"

Melissa's lips were pale. She smiled and looked at her gently, "What is wrong with you? How can I not remember my last name? Back at Wright Street in Frayton, I was picked up by the old director of orphanage. The director said I would smile when I saw people. And I looked sweet. She gave me the name Melissa, and the last name is same with her. That's Walsh."

Lyra's expression froze and she looked to Keith who was next to her.

Keith was also stunned. He got up from the bed and grabbed Melissa's wrist, asking incredulously, "Melissa, what happened to you? Your last name is not Walsh anymore. It's Callahan. You're the fifth daughter of the Callahan family. Esther Callahan is your original name. Do you remember?"

Melissa pulled her wrist back from his hand with a strange look and moved in the direction of Lyra, as if she could find safety in this way.

She lowered her head and apologized, "Mr. Freeman, I know you're entrusted by Lyra to take care of me over these days. I am very grateful, but you are Lyra's husband after all. I don't want Lyra to misunderstand. Please keep your distance from me. Please Mr. Freeman don't say these strange words in the future. I really don't understand. "

Lyra and Keith looked at each other.

How did Keith become her husband?

Or Mr. Freeman ...

Was this a memory disorder?

Lyra, with mixed feelings, turned her head and instructed Keith, "Keith, keep an eye on Melissa. I go get Dr. Jimmy to take a look."

She got up to leave, but Melissa clutched her wrist.

"Lyra don't, don't go. It's not appropriate for me to be alone in this room with your husband."

Keith's eyes were red. His heart was like being stabbed hard by a thousand pounds of iron cone. He felt so heartbroken that his limbs were shaking.

"Melissa, it turns out that these days, you know I'm there. You think I'm Rara's husband. You deliberately distance yourself from me, indifferent to me, and ignoring me."

Melissa looked at him inexplicably. There was not a trace of the sadness on his face, only strangeness.

She always clutched Lyra's hand and wouldn't let Lyra go.

Lyra had no choice but to sigh, "How about this? You go get Dr. Jimmy and I'll watch Melissa."

"Okay."

Keith responded with his bass voice. With his red eyes, he turned his head to go out.

As soon as he left, Melissa immediately approached Lyra and said worriedly, "Lyra, I think Mr. Freeman looks at me weirdly every time. But don't worry, I definitely won't have any thoughts about him. For my illness, you guys suffer a lot. I'm really touched. Thank you Lyra. "

The corners of Lyra's mouth twitched slightly, and since Jimmy wasn't here yet, she chose to calm Melissa down first, smiling and coaxing, "It's okay. You're welcome."

A few minutes later, Jimmy arrived at the room.

He wore a medical mask and told Melissa in front of Lyra and Keith, "Don't be afraid. I'm your physician. There are some things I need to ask you. Just answer truthfully."

Melissa looked uneasily at Lyra, who smiled and told her to relax.

She nodded toward Jimmy.

Jimmy took out his medical record book and wrote while asking, "Miss Callahan, can I ask ..."

Melissa interrupted him solemnly, "Doctor, my last name is Walsh."

"Okay, Miss Walsh," Jimmy smiled, pointed calmly at Lyra, and continued to inquire, "Who is she?"

"Lyra, my only friend. She was taken from the orphanage when she was fifteen by the old Freeman, but we've kept in touch over the years. We are very close."

Jimmy: "How old is she?"

Melissa thought for a moment, "Twenty."