Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime-Chapter 928 - Moreover Moreover_1

Chapter 928: Chapter 928: Moreover, Moreover_1

Chapter 928: Chapter 928: Moreover, Moreover_1

Alexander Summers’s memory was gradually recovering.

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Still, many fragments were unclear and fragmented, unable to be accurately described; therefore, he did not specifically tell Purple Summers.

——He remembered the matter of nourishing the soul.

Although it might sound a bit ludicrous… he really wasn’t sure if doing that sort of thing would affect the nourishing soul, would it?

In the eyes of ordinary people, the act between men and women seemed to be just a “bam bam bam,” but in Taoist metaphysics, isn’t it also considered a blend of Yin and Yang?

Humans and ghosts… could there be any taboos?

Alexander didn’t understand metaphysics, nor was he sure of his own speculations; he just didn’t dare to take the risk.

After nurturing it for several years and it was nearly well, what if he undid all his hard work due to this? When it came to Purple Summers, he dared not take the slightest risk.

With a painful swelling below, he held Purple tenderly in his arms, his brain staging a tug-of-war, and in the end, he gritted his teeth and used the old method to resolve it, just to be safe.

Even so, it was still a sweaty ordeal, and he wouldn’t stop until he was thoroughly exhausted.

Purple Summers almost fell asleep as soon as it was over.

Before drifting off, the only thought in her cloudy mind was: if she was already this tired now, wouldn’t she die of exhaustion in bed if they actually did it in the future?

…

A few days later, a guest came to the house.

It was Alexander’s guest.

That was quite unusual — ever since he came to Clearwater City, he had been hiding his tracks, but now he was openly bringing guests home.

But, did this indicate that his memory had largely recovered? After all, other than Purple, he didn’t remember anyone else.

Alexander was talking to the person in the living room.

Purple, accompanied by Cleo, was playing by the pool, occasionally glancing through the floor-to-ceiling windows, catching glimpses of the figure inside.

Purple was curious and took a few more looks.

From her angle, she could only see a side profile; judging by the clothes and attire, he looked like an ordinary rich young man. However, based on his demeanor and behavior, he seemed somewhat intimidated, as if he was terribly afraid of Alexander.

Purple thought again, it seemed like there weren’t many people who weren’t afraid of Alexander after getting to know him. Hmm… including herself.

Cleo had had enough of the pool and was wandering on the lawn, with Purple following her every step closely.

Not long after, Alexander walked the guest out, and they passed by Purple on the lawn.

The guest trembled visibly upon seeing Purple, gave her a sheepish smile, and quickly walked away with his head down.

Purple looked on, baffled.

“Who was that guy?” she asked Alexander after the man had left.

“Jerome Howard,” Alexander replied.

Purple was startled, “He’s from the Howard Family?!”

“Mm-hmm,” Alexander nodded, a leisurely smile on his face, “Lately, Damian Howard is supporting him, entrusting him to manage most of the family’s assets. The kid thinks he’s hit the jackpot and is being outrageously arrogant. I told him that Damian Howard wants to ascend to power using his body, and it scared him to death!”

Purple was even more surprised, “And he just believed what you said?”

Ordinary people wouldn’t believe such things, right?

“Why wouldn’t he believe me?” Alexander flashed a faint smile, “There’s a spy of mine by Damian’s side. If he doesn’t believe me, he might as well wait for death.”

Purple widened her eyes, “You’ve planted a spy by Damian Howard’s side?”

Alexander reached out and ruffled her hair, “I was bluffing him, and you believed it too? Damian Howard is extremely suspicious, it’s not easy to plant a spy close to him.”

Purple: “…”

“Then why did you invite him to our house?” Purple asked with a frown, “What if he leaks your whereabouts, what then?”

“Don’t worry, he wouldn’t dare. The more conspicuous I am, the more wary he becomes, besides…” Alexander’s voice trailed off, his gaze lingering on Purple with meaning.

Purple blinked, puzzled, “Besides what?”

Alexander pinched her face and chuckled, “Besides, I’m the president’s son-in-law. Would he dare to mess with me?”

Purple’s face flushed, and she stomped on his foot forcefully, “Shameless!”