Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell



Chapter 595

The snowflakes reminded Carlisle of the song he had sung at the bonfire party. Carlisle found himself missing Wanda again under the lonely moonlight as the season changed.

"I want to show you the world and tell everyone you're mine."

A deep voice came from behind Carlisle.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Jolted from his daze, Carlisle turned and glared at Francis.

"Can't you make some noise when you walk? You almost scared me to death!"

"It's not my fault that the carpet and these disposable slippers make it impossible to make a sound," Francis replied.

He was wearing a hotel bathrobe, holding a wine glass with some red wine in one hand and a half-smoked cigarette in the other.

"Did you just wake up, or have you been awake the whole time?" Carlisle asked as he looked at the slippers on Francis' feet.

"I didn't sleep."

Francis took a drag from his cigarette while simultaneously taking a sip of wine.

"Having trouble sleeping? Want to join me for a drink?"

"No thanks. I have a delivery to make tomorrow," Carlisle said, yawning as he headed for his bedroom.

He needed to be well-rested for his meeting with Wanda.

The next day, Carlisle got up for work at 6:30 am. Stepping out of the hotel, he shivered as the cold hit him. The temperature had plummeted since the day before.

The streets had turned into a winter wonderland, with snow covering everything and a biting wind that felt like needles on his face. People were bundled up in thick coats, while older people kept their hands in their sleeves for warmth.

Taxis moved slowly because of the snow. Carlisle, who was supposed to start work at eight in the morning, didn't get to the office until nine.

His first stop was to the human resources department to sign a confidentiality agreement with Zoey. The agreement required him to keep everything he saw and heard during the delivery in strict confidence.

After signing the agreement, Zoey warned Carlisle, "The snow may make transporting these supplies difficult and dangerous. Be careful out there!"

Regardless of the weather, Golden Happiness Group's supplies had to be delivered on time.

Carlisle returned to the storehouse to prepare the goods with Janice. The storehouse was essentially a food distribution center, with fresh produce arriving each morning.

The storehouse staff's job was to select the best products for storage. They prepared the goods according to the specified quantities when delivery orders came in. The process was similar to shopping in a store, with workers packing and sealing the selected items.

Wendell arrived at around 10:00 am with a small truck loaded with blankets, coats, and coal for heating. After a quick lunch in the cafeteria at noon, Wendell and his team left for Maple Hill.

At the rehabilitation hospital, Wanda sat by the window in her study, staring

absentmindedly at the snowy landscape outside. She still couldn't remember who Carlisle

was.

But last night she had a dream.

In the dream, she was walking along a lake with Zachary and Queenie. While playing with Queenie, she fell into the lake. Neither Zachary nor Queenie could swim, so they could only watch in panic from the lakefront.

Just when she thought she could no longer breathe, a handsome young man appeared out of nowhere and jumped into the water without hesitation to save her.

The boy seemed unfamiliar, yet strangely familiar at the same time.

"Wanda... Wanda..."

A sweet, melodious voice called from downstairs.