When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 1020: She Wants to Work Hard to Regain Her Memories

At Adrian Lancaster’s strong insistence (unreasonable demands), Faye Turner had no choice but to take him back to her place.

She didn’t want to embarrass her father, so she didn’t plan to explain things clearly.

Midway, Simon Xavier made an excuse to leave, leaving the couple alone.

Looking from afar at the light emanating from the house, so warm, Adrian Lancaster felt a bit lonely and involuntarily slowed his pace.

Because he had to leave tonight and couldn’t stay by her side.

When he drove to see her, the wind on the road was so sweet; now, the evening wind was so bitter.

As the steps moved closer, Adrian Lancaster felt heavy-hearted, even hoping time could slow down a bit.

Faye Turner was by his side; they walked shoulder to shoulder, occasionally having slight physical contact.

At this moment, Faye Turner’s mood also became a bit odd.

The moonlight poured down, intertwined with the light of the lanterns in the yard, and in this scene, Adrian Lancaster wanted to turn around and embrace her!

However, he was clearly aware that when he kissed Faye just now on stage, although she didn’t publicly reject him, she was internally resisting.

Therefore, Adrian Lancaster still respected her, restrained his inner desires, and didn’t want to tarnish his image in her mind.

Standing at the door, she glanced at him, "Come in?"

The once-distracted Adrian Lancaster came back to his senses, and faced with his wife’s gaze, he became serious and followed her into the steps.

"The study wasn’t arranged by me; it was my father’s idea, and my brother decorated it." Faye Turner is someone who doesn’t like to lie.

"So it has nothing to do with you? Is that what you mean?" he asked in return.

"..." Faye Turner remained silent.

The atmosphere became a bit subtle.

Adrian Lancaster pondered whether she was angry because of that kiss.

Standing at the study door, just gazing at her, he stopped speaking, and she didn’t say anything.

Adrian Lancaster’s face no longer held a playful smile, but he wasn’t very serious either.

Facing his gaze, Faye Turner felt inexplicably uneasy.

He was clearly happy tonight, but she poured cold water on it.

In the bright light, the two stared at each other like this. After a while, his thin lips lightly parted, "Can’t you let me be happy for once?"

This gentle inquiry pierced her heart, and she seemed a bit harsh.

This suddenly reminded Faye Turner that he was the man who spared no effort to search for her for three months; the news said he almost attempted suicide for her.

"I’m sorry." She sincerely opened her mouth and then lightly lowered her eyes. Actually, after losing her memory, she became a contradictory entity, with complex feelings for Adrian Lancaster.

This time it should be his turn to feel sorry for her, and he directly embraced her, inhaling deeply, and then sighed heavily, "Don’t say sorry, you did nothing wrong, it’s me."

Faye Turner instinctively shrank her body; she didn’t resist, nor did she feel repulsed, just letting him hold her.

She also wanted to strive to retrieve her memories...

Adrian Lancaster’s embrace was moderate, warm, and protected her with his arms.

Smelling the faint scent of the man’s cologne, he rubbed his head against her shoulder, and from this small gesture, Faye Turner could even feel a trace of his vulnerability.

Slowly lifting her hands hanging by her sides, Faye Turner’s eyelashes lightly trembled. She mustered up the courage and gently, gently held his waist.

This was the first time she had responded to him so actively.

Although she couldn’t remember every moment spent with him, she could imagine what she meant to him.

Her action made Adrian Lancaster wildly happy, and he hugged her even tighter; he truly loved her so much.

"Take it easy; you’re hurting me." Faye Turner felt she was being squeezed to suffocation and softly reminded him.

Adrian Lancaster quickly loosened his hold, and when she looked up at him, she saw tears glistening in his eyes.

Her heart was touched again; this dignified and exalted man showed such a fragile side in front of her.

"I’m sorry..." Faye Turner was also annoyed at her memory; about this man, she had a complete blank impression.

"I’ve said, I don’t want to hear those three words." He seriously emphasized again.