Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

Vicente and Leon turned their heads mechanically at the same time and exchanged glances with each other.

'What did she just say?'

'It seemed that Noah was her husband.'

'What was John then?'

'I don't know.'

'What's wrong with Nina?'

'I don't know either.'

Leon felt his scalp tingling. How could Nina's memory be in a mess after giving birth to the baby and waking up?

If this was heard by John, he must be crazy!

Leon was stunned and couldn't utter a word.

"Nina, who did you just say is Noah yours?" Vicente, on the other hand, endured the shock and asked Nina tentatively.

Noticing the difference between the two, Nina had doubts in her eyes. "Noah is my husband. Don't you know?"

This time, both Leon and Vicente couldn't stand it anymore.

Surprise and panic flashed through the eyes of the two. For a moment, they didn't know what to do.

No one had ever encountered such a situation.

Nina still remembered them, but she had messed up with Noah and John. Now her emotional memory was so chaotic that no one could resist such a change.

John would punch her to death.

This time, Vicente wasn't afraid anymore, because what she said was true.

"I want to make sure if there is something wrong with her memory. So I'll show her your picture and ask who was John. As soon as she saw your picture, she got a splitting headache, so Leon said that I couldn't let you in."

Hearing this, John stood still, not even moving the muscles on his face.

Only his fists were getting tighter and tighter.

The big shadow reflected on the white wall, dead silence.

"John, are you okay?" Vicente couldn't help but ask with concern.

Anyone who encountered such a thing would feel heartbroken.

Boom...

Without saying anything, John punched the white wall. Fresh red blood flowed down the wall, and the shadow hit it, making the blood transfusion even darker.

That muffled sound echoed in the quiet corridor.

"It happened finally." At this moment, John's eyes were red, and his lips were slightly trembling, as if he was trying his best to hide his sobs.

What he had been worried about finally happened.