Jesslyn Derei smiled faintly, "After waiting for so many years, there's no rush for this moment."
Suddenly, the smile in Jesslyn Derei's eyes dimmed, "Actually, I was with him the day before yesterday. We encountered a car accident; a sedan caught on fire, and the driver was burned to death inside. At that moment, he saw that scene and was in great pain, as if it triggered a memory. But the moment I called him Brother Ethan, he turned on me right away."
Jesslyn Derei let out a pained sigh, and continued, "I've been in contact with him recently and have roughly figured out his current personality. He really has forgotten everything about his past. If we force him to accept it, it would only cause him pain. I don't want to see him suffer..."
Actually, she didn't necessarily want Brother Ethan to recover his memory.
Even if Brother Ethan had forgotten her, it didn't matter.
As long as he was alive and could love her, love Penelope, she would be content.
