Heather left Zayne’s temporary residence with a fuzzy mind. In all honesty, she didn’t even know how she got into the car. In the end, she started the car with a million thoughts running through her mind.
The weather was rather fine today, with the afternoon sun lazily spilling light over the land. It was an afternoon that Heather would usually love but she had lost the mood to enjoy the sunshine today. Sitting in the driver’s seat, she kept rubbing her temple while biting her lips.
The lack of rest recently had made her migraine more severe. She wondered if Myra was being properly treated in the hands of the kidnappers, and Heather couldn’t forgive herself when she thought of this.
At this rate, Heather might push her own body to the limits before Myra was rescued. Every day and night, she was unable to close her eyes and have a good night’s sleep; sometimes, she would fall asleep but would later be awakened by nightmares.
Little did she know that Myra was actually having a good time. Although she was being confined by the kidnappers, they did not torture her. She could still see the sunlight and currently, she was basking under the sunlight while carefully reading a book.
Myra had no idea how much Tony and Heather had suffered in order to rescue her. In fact, there weren’t any thoughts in particular in her head. She felt as if she had been in a dream ever since she had been kidnapped. Her mind had been blank these days and she couldn’t even process the fact that she had been kidnapped.
When she was here, she met the woman who had told her a lot of inside information at the cemetery. However, Myra had forgotten her looks and she only found her face familiar.
“Madam, would you like to have some water?” As Myra was pregnant, they dared not feed her any unhealthy food or drinks, so plain water was the safest thing for her.
Myra turned around. The sunlight landed on her and her dark hair seemed transparent under the bright light. She smiled gently at the woman.
Myra felt that she seemed to be unable to control herself these few days. She had not seen Tony for some time, yet she did not find it strange at all. It was as if not meeting him was a plot that had been preplanned and she somehow was able to accept the fact easily.
“Thank you.” Anyone who saw how she was now would think that she merely had a change in her living environment instead of thinking that she had been kidnapped.
There were people taking care of her when she was here. After her memory had been tampered, she calmly accepted the current situation and did not miss Tony at all.
After the woman served her water, she quietly left Myra but accidentally bumped into a man’s firm chest.
The man whispered from above the woman’s head in a low, sexy voice, “Why are you in a hurry?”
The woman looked up to him resignedly. “Master, it was an accident. I wasn’t in a hurry.” The woman wore neither a humble nor arrogant expression, and she did not seem like an ordinary servant.
“Is she acting normal lately?” the man asked the woman.
“Master, I’m not sure how to answer your question. She is acting strange lately, but isn’t this what you want? So…” There was a shadow of a smile by her lips as she replied in an indirect manner.
“Did she mention Tony or Heather?” The man looked down at the woman from his height as he contemplated on how he should deal with her. This woman is getting out of control.
“No. She is just like a newborn baby. This part—” She pointed at her head as she spoke and revealed a wicked smile. “—is probably blank.”
The man smiled in satisfaction; it was obvious that he was glad with the answer. Although he dared not give Myra a strong dose in consideration of the baby she was carrying, it seemed like what she had been given turned out to be quite effective.
“Good. Remember to feed her the drug at this time every day.” The man instructed the woman. This was, in fact, not the first time he stressed on this.
“Master, you can trust me completely on the task.” She smiled coquettishly and the man forced a smile.
Myra turned to look in their direction and she flashed a faint smile at the man from a distance. Upon seeing that, the man nodded satisfactorily.
It was undeniable that Myra had an elegance that set her apart from ordinary flamboyant beauty. Tony was probably attracted by her calm and graceful temperament, and the man had faith in Tony’s taste.
“Master, what should we do next? Are we going to continue to take care of her?” the woman asked in puzzlement.
There was a ‘Myra’ at another end of Bradfort City who was not as blessed as the real Myra in the hands of the kidnapper.
“There’s no rush. Let’s wait for another two weeks.” The man was in no hurry at all and he wanted the fun to continue on.
“Heather and Tony are turning the city upside down in search of her. Are we going to ignore them?” The woman mentioned Heather and Tony. They already had people watching the two of them, so they knew that the both of them had done a lot in secret.
“Don’t worry. With Myra in our hands, the sky won’t fall and the earth won’t shake no matter what they do,” the man announced in full confidence. Currently, he was about to gain full control of the entire situation in Bradfort City.
“Master, you killed three birds with one stone this time. You surely are a genius,” she murmured to flatter him.
“We will have to thank Myra and her important role for this,” the man mocked, his gaze fixed on Myra. Truth was, he was a little envious of her.
Whenever he thought how a woman as strong as Heather would go to such an extent for her sake, he would feel a hint of jealousy. Perhaps Heather would never treat him this way in this lifetime.
Meanwhile, Myra was reading a book quietly as she intermittently raised her head to look at the bright sun above. The sun was so blinding that she couldn’t open her eyes and it even forced her eyes to become watery. This feeling was so nostalgic and for some inexplicable reason, it put her in near tears, as if she had lost something important.
Her chest felt empty, her head felt empty, and her memories became even more fuzzier. Many images flashed across her mind but she couldn’t hold onto anything.
“Did I lose something?” she mumbled to herself.
Myra’s words were heard by the man and he exchanged glances with the woman. Both of them probably did not expect this to happen.
Myra’s memories had been completely erased, yet she came out with this doubt. It looked like they should not underestimate the potential of the human brain.
The two of them looked at each other in unison and the woman said, “Seems like we will have to give her a stronger dose.”
A hesitant look appeared on the man’s face. “I’m worried about the child that she is carrying.” The man had his concerns because the motive for this kidnapping had never been to hurt someone.
“Master, since when have you become so soft-hearted?” A sarcastic smile played by her lips.
Upon hearing that, he turned to her in rage as he roared, “You are not in the position to lecture me!”
She lowered her head respectfully. “I’m sorry, Master. I’ve crossed the line.”
The man then left in a huff. Looking at his figure from behind, the woman sneered. “Master, if you continue with your petty kindness, you will have a hard time taking on the family’s responsibilities,” she uttered in a voice so soft that only she could hear.
At that moment, Myra caressed her own belly and wanted to rise from the chair. She knew that she was carrying a child, but she couldn’t seem to remember who the father of the child was.
“Janelle, could you help me up?” Pregnancy had affected Myra’s flow of blood and caused her to be unable to stand up, so she massaged her numbed calves.
“Hold on for a moment. I’m coming.” Janelle then went toward her.
Janelle walked up to Myra and carried her up with her height advantage. It seemed so effortless, hinting at Janelle’s incredible strength.
“You should take some walks when you are free; you shouldn’t sit down all the time.” She advised Myra as if she was her elder, although she was merely a woman in her twenties.
“I don’t have any strength and now I feel tired,” Myra replied helplessly, her drowsiness becoming more pronounced.
“Let me help you to your bed.” A triumphant smile appeared by the corner of the woman’s lips as Myra’s drowsiness showed that the drug had started to take effect.
Myra nodded in response. “Thank you, Janelle.” In reality, she was totally clueless about the woman’s malicious intentions.
“You’re welcome. It’s my duty to take care of you. You don’t have to treat me so politely,” Janelle replied amiably, as if she had a close relationship with Myra.
“I feel bad for having to trouble you all the time.” Myra felt embarrassed despite Janelle’s ‘kind’ words. Truth was, she was not familiar with the other woman and even instinctively resisted her a little.
“It’s no trouble at all. We are just like sisters so we can skip all the formalities between us. I don’t like to listen to things like you feeling bad for troubling me.” Janelle, who had rather good acting skills, rapidly got into her role.
“Your husband has left again?” Myra asked curiously.
Janelle forced a smile as she was still not used to pretending to be her master’s wife.
“Yes, he’s just too busy. He is our family’s sole breadwinner because I can’t help out much.” She, on the other hand, had pretended to be a housewife.
“No, I think that you are amazing. I can’t cook but you can cook really well.” Myra blinked her innocent eyes and it made her look all the more like a child.
“Do you want to learn how to cook?” Janelle suggested. Staying with Myra all day long was too boring, so she wanted to find something to do.
“Can I?” Myra pointed at herself.
“Of course, but you have to listen to me; I don’t want you burning down my kitchen.” Janelle treated her like how she would a child.
“I…” Myra glanced at the other woman timidly. She wanted to try it out but at the same time, she was shy and lacked the courage to do so.
“You should be bolder,” Janelle encouraged. After Myra’s memories had been erased, she had somehow become silly and innocent, so it was actually quite fun to tease her.
However, Myra had her concerns. “I’m worried that I can’t do it well.”
Now, she seemed to have returned to when she was a child. Janelle never expected Myra to have such a pure and innocent personality when she was little before she met Heather.
“Don’t worry, you have me.” Janelle continued to encourage her. Now that Myra doesn’t annoy me as much as she used to, I don’t mind making friends with her for the time being since we have to spend another two weeks together!
“Thank you. Janelle, you’re such a nice person.” Myra blinked her dark, innocent eyes at the other woman, which made it hard for anyone to lie to her face.
Upon seeing that, Janelle let out a smile of self-mockery. “I hope that you will still find me a good person after this.” Her words contained so many emotions as it reminded her of the weak and useless self from years ago. At that time, she was as kind as a saint who tried to save the world.
She couldn’t remember when she had become who she was today—a person who was so despicable to the point that even she herself was unable to tell if there was a limit to how far she would go.
