Evelyn shrank her neck, complaining with a wronged, aggrieved look, "You bullied me." This scum of a man... he knows how to lie to me, and now that I'm hurt, he's still taking advantage to claim he's my husband!
A touch of affection flickered across his eyes. Michael reached out with his large palm to gently smooth back her messy strands of hair. "Darling, in a couple of days when you're discharged from the hospital, your husband will take you back home so you can see our children: Lucian and Clara." He was determined to help her recover every single memory she had lost.
Back home? Back to Gag Country? Oh no... If she went back to Gag Country with him, wouldn't she be walking straight into the wolf's den? Wasn't her entire goal to get away from him in the first place?
"You... what was your name again?" She widened her innocent, big eyes, staring at him for less than a second before immediately looking away.
He patiently repeated the name for her, word by word. "Michael Thorn."
