A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 133 I Recognize You

Because of embarrassment, Sherry Murray’s face turned red just like a red lotus. Her light-coloured lips were slightly upturned as if they were a silent seduction. When she struggled, William Rowland suddenly lost control, and he leaned over and kissed on her lips, capturing her lips and sucking on them, not caring that it was a public place.

By the time he released her, her lips were red and swollen.

"William, you bastard!" Sherry subconsciously glanced around as she reacted.

Reggie , on the other hand, was smiling unpredictably. But he had no intention of leaving, looking at if he was expecting to see them kiss longer.

William frowned slightly, why hadn't he left yet?

William simply hugged Sherry up in his arms, turned around, walked to the car, and shoved her in. He then gave a slight nod to Reggie and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Reggie suddenly said.

William glanced sideways, his gaze was cold, and his voice was more than a little impatient, "What else do you want?"

Reggie looked at William, but looked down at Sherry in the car and said, "Don't forget what I told you. If no one cherishes you, come to me anytime, I'm very determined!"

When she was just about to struggle, she heard his words were deliberately to let William misunderstood. When she turned her head dumbly, she found that outside the car, Reggie was winking at her.

She gasped. This man is also evil! He's doing it on purpose!

William snorted coldly, "So, you're really hitting on my wife. Just forget about it, you won't stand a chance!"

He closed the car door with a bang. At this moment, his phone rang, "What, Jesse? Lucille Mclean is sick again? Okay, I'll be right there!"

Sherry wanted to open the car door and get down but was stopped by William. Now he was worried about her being here as Keegan and another mixed-blood popped up. He had to ask Liam Brooks to investigate the identity of this man. Damn, how come they were all close to her? And they were all so handsome.

She had to roll down the car window, "William, I have to go to work!"

"Lucille is sick again. You're coming with me!" William looked back at Reggie, who froze in place, his lunch box suddenly fell to the ground.

William went around to the driver's side and got in to drive.

Sherry stopped struggling, and her tone was tinged with concern. "How come Lucille is sick again? Isn't she much better already?"

"Yeah! She not in great condition!" William nodded, and there was no time to say anything. "Sherry, come with me, don't go to work!"

With that, he started the car.

Both of them did not notice Reggie’s expression was a little stiff. When he heard William’s phone call, his expression was unusually complicated. His hand was clenched into a fist, and he scattered the soup on the ground.

"I’m sorry, Mr Kelly! And thank you!" Sherry only has the time to say this sentence.

Suddenly, she saw that his expression seemed slightly different, but the car had already sped off.

She was just brought to MH residence by William. And as soon as she opened the door, she heard Lucille screaming, "Don't hit me, don't hit me, don't burn me."

Both the special nurse and Jesse stood aside. A trembling figure was curled up on the sofa.

It had been a month or so since Sherry last saw Lucille. Her face seemed to have changed a bit, but it was still so haggard and frightened. Her trembling appearance made people sighed.

As soon as William entered, he asked, "What's wrong? Isn't she better?"

"It was like a nightmare. It seemed that she suddenly thought of something, then she started shouting. I had no choice but to get you back!" The special nurse was a woman in her thirties.

"Her consciousness is partly returning now. Can you see, she doesn't seem to be calling your name anymore!?" Jesse told William in English.

"What's is the situation here?" William frowned.

For some reason, seeing Lucille again, seeing her curled up on the sofa, seemingly gnawing on her nails, constantly shouting, "Don't burn me, don't…"

Sherry’s heart sank beyond belief and thinking of the photos she had just seen, her heart sank even more. She felt pity for Lucille as she was once so beautiful.

Glancing sideways at William, who was full of worry, Sherry sighed and gently walked to the sofa. Lucille cowered as soon as she approached.

Sherry said in a soft and gentle voice, "Ms. Mclean, don't be afraid. No one can hurt you. William will protect you."

Before she finished her words, Lucille’s suddenly stopped cowering. She frowned slightly, thoughtfully, as if she was in deep thought, then after a long time, she stopped shouting.

Everyone was surprised, and at this time, she raised her head, glanced timidly at Sherry, and suddenly said in a low, almost inaudible voice, "I recognize you!"

With a hum, everyone was shocked as if they were struck by lightning.

William was stunned, and Sherry was even more surprised.

Half a day later, they heard Lucille said timidly, "You're Will’s friend!"

Sherry froze and looked back at William, only to find that several of them were frozen.

Has Lucille really recovered?

Sherry slowly turned back and smiled gently at her, "Yes, I know William. Ms. Mclean, you have a good memory!"

Hearing the compliment, she actually smiled shyly and sat quietly on the sofa. Although her posture was still curled up, she had calmed down a lot.

"Where's Will?" Lucille suddenly asked, "He didn't come with you?"

Sherry froze and turned back, wasn't that William?

Lucille followed her line of sight, still repeating the phrase, "Didn't Will come?"

It seemed that she was a little disappointed. Looking at William, Jesse, and the special nurse behind Sherry, she still asked, “Didn’t he promise to be with me every day?"

"She doesn't seem to recognize you!" Jesse said to William.

He had a complicated look on his face and frowned. "But she seems to be better. I can see she's much better and calmer now. She actually remembers Sherry!"

"But she doesn't recognize you. You’re standing here, and she doesn't recognize you. I don't know if that's good or bad, I'll have to keep watching!" Jesse said. He then turned his attention back to Sherry and Lucille. "But you can ask Sherry to help her recall her memory. The fact that she didn't reject her means that she has touched some of her consciousness."

"Help Lucille recall?" William was stunned, "Recall about what?"

"Some of the old days. Perhaps we should find an entry point, and maybe she can regain her full consciousness!"

"No, that's too cruel!" William shook his head. "Sherry doesn't even know anything. She and Lucille have only met once. I don't understand why Lucille would remember her."

When Sherry heard their conversation, she turned her head back and hesitated a little.

"Where's Will?" Lucille asked, still puzzled, her expression was shy, and then she lowered her head again.

"Lucille, I'm William. Don't you recognize me?" William asked as he walked forward.

Lucille shivered, "Don't come over, don't come over, don't burn me."

"Don't you come over!" Sherry was also stunned. Lucille really didn't recognize him. "Ms. Mclean, look up, he really is William!"

"You’re nonsense. He's not!" Lucille said quickly in a low voice, "Will is not like this! His eyes are blue!"

"What?" Everyone froze, how was that possible?

Sherry looked back at Jesse and noticed that his eyes were also blue, so she pointed at Jesse and said, "Look, isn't that William, his eyes are blue too!"

Lucille raised her eyes quickly, took a look at Jesse, and quickly lowered her head again, pouting. "No way, Will’s hair is black. He has yellow hair!" All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Ah!"

What was going on here? Would someone please tell Sherry? She was baffled!

"Jesse, do you know what's going on here?" William didn't understand either.

"Perhaps she thought of you as an imaginary person, or maybe there's another William with blue eyes and black hair in her subconscious mind."

As Jesse said this, Sherry’s mind flashed quickly to the face of someone, Reggie! Reggie was the one with blue eyes and black hair.

But it was only a flash, and she immediately asked, "Ms. Mclean, do you know what my name is?"

Lucille pouted again, like a little kid, and said shyly, "Sorry, I forgot!"

"It’s okay, I'll tell you, my name is Sherry. Can you remember it?" Sherry asked again.

"Sherry, Sherry…" Lucille repeated, and after repeating it several times, she suddenly smiled. "I remember. I recognize you! Your name is Sherry! Can you help me get Will here? I have something to say to him!"

"What can I do now?" Sherry froze, "Doctor, is there a way?"

Jesse was deep in thought, "She really imagines you as someone else, or maybe she has another William in her head!"

Hearing that, William didn't know what to say, "She doesn't recognize me?"

When Sherry heard his sharp and seemingly disbelieving tone, her heart followed with an inexplicable sourness. She suddenly felt that he was nervous because Lucille no longer remembered him, he must have been lost in his heart too.

"Help me bring Will here for me, okay?" Lucille said to Sherry again.

"Okay!" Sherry nodded, "Okay, I'll get him back for you!"

She turned back around and saw William’s stunning look, and she felt a little sad. She then reassured herself that he was just too shocked.

"Last time we took your photos to show her, and she always smiled at them. By the way, where's the photobook?" Jesse asked the special nurse.

"It was taken by Miss Darcy Mclean!" The special nurse replied.

Sherry subconsciously grabbed her bag as the photobook was in her bag.

"The photobook?" William returned to his senses and asked Jesse. "The photos of Lucille and me?"

"Yes, we wanted to use some old things to prompt her brain nerves to be stimulated and thus recover some memories. She was smiling happily when she looked at those photos!" Jesse explained.

"Oh! Are the old photos helpful to her?" Because William was in a bit of a hurry, he didn't think much about it, and went into the study room to take out a cardboard box, "Here are some photos, let's see if this will work!"

Sherry was stunned all of a sudden. He had actually kept the old photos, and it was a full box.

The moment the cardboard box was opened, she saw that inside was a plastic bag, wrapped delicately, as if it was to isolate the dust. It could be seen how attentive the person who wrapped this box was.