Chapter 417 She Forgot Many Things
Staring into Nicole’s eyes, Betty began with a confused look, “Who are you?”
Nicole’s expression sank at the unexpected question as she hurried over to explain, “Ms. Betty, I’m Nicole! Nicole Anderson! Don’t you remember me?”
Confusion was written all over Betty’s face as she observed the young woman before her. Scratching her head in distress, she avoided Nicole’s gaze and looked at the ground as she thought, but failed to link the woman to any name in her memory.
At last, she shook her head and admitted, “I can’t remember. Who’s Nicole?”
A serious look emerged on Nicole’s face. I’m sure I have done a quick check on her and she’s supposed to be fine. What’s happening?
Remembering there was a note on the headboard, she ripped it off before presenting it to Betty and pointing at the content. “Ms. Betty, look. You’ve made a note of meeting me today.”
Even though Betty couldn’t remember Nicole, she recognized the writings on the note as hers.
The elderly woman was trying to remember everything, but the tingling pain in her head was restraining her from thinking soberly. Holding her head with a pained look, she couldn’t help but moan.
It was breaking Nicole’s heart to watch Betty in such a condition, so she comforted, “Ms. Betty, that’s enough. You don’t need to force yourself to remember everything.”
Betty shook her head and the tears fell down her cheeks without warning as she struggled to recall her past. “I don’t remember. I don’t remember anything! Why is it happening to me?”
Nicole couldn’t understand Betty’s unspeakable anguish, but she knew now wasn’t a good time to discuss the matter they had talked about on the phone.
She spoke in a soft tone to avoid tormenting the older woman’s mind. “Ms. Betty, you should stop thinking about it and take a rest.”
Nicole couldn’t bear to see Betty’s mind in a foggy state. A doubt suddenly occurred to her as she remembered that Betty was indeed forgetful before, but her state wasn’t as serious as what happened a moment ago, in which she had completely forgotten Nicole.
A serious problem like memory loss happened to Betty all of a sudden right after she was ready to tell Nicole something about Lydia. Something doesn’t add up.
However, the facilities in the living district were outdated and it wasn’t even equipped with surveillance cameras. Nicole couldn’t even track the suspect’s movements around the area if there was one to begin with.
Betty closed her eyes and began to collect her thoughts. After a while, she opened them before turning to Nicole. This time, Nicole could see there was less confusion on her face as she swallowed in anticipation. “I remember! There’s Madeline and you, Nicole!”
Nicole nodded at Betty, but she did not remind the latter that Madeline had passed away. Speaking in a gentle tone, Nicole suggested, “Ms. Betty, will you go home with us? Living in this place won’t do you good.”
Hearing Nicole’s voice, Betty turned to look at the young woman. Betty was a woman turning eighty soon and she had visible wrinkles on her face. Besides, her eyes weren’t shining with the hope to live anymore and were as lifeless as a pool of stagnant water instead.
“Don’t bother. I’m used to living here. Since I’m dying sooner or later, I would rather die in a familiar place.”
Hayden poked his head out from behind Nicole. His round eyes fixed on Betty as he addressed her in a meek tone, “Madam Betty.”
Betty lowered her head to Nicole’s side when she heard the unfamiliar voice of a child. When she found the boy next to Nicole, she couldn’t suppress a surprised look. “What an adorable kid! I would like to pinch his puffy cheeks.
Nicole nodded inattentively. She was more worried about Betty at the moment. There’s more to Ms. Betty than meets the eyes, or else Lydia won’t risk drugging her in the past. She must be hoping Ms. Betty will forget something.
Moreover, as Betty was turning older over the years, her memory wasn’t as clear as it used to be. Nicole suspected Lydia would ask her lackeys to keep tabs on Betty’s daily life in the future.
If so, Betty would put herself in danger once her memories recovered and the news got to Lydia.
“Ms. Betty, I’m worried about your health. You collapsed on the floor when I got here. Why don’t we go to the hospital for a full check-up?”
Even though Nicole found no wounds on Betty, her judgment wasn’t as professional as the medical equipment, so she was hoping to persuade Betty to do a check at the hospital.
As Nicole finished her words, Betty shook her head and smiled. “There’s no need for it. I know myself.”
