Alya Larson's words struck Ivy Aretha's eardrums one by one, each one piercing her heart. Even with her usual strong psychological quality and calm demeanor, she was left speechless for a moment.
Ivy's expression remained composed, but only she knew how powerless she felt at that moment. This sense of powerlessness even made her afraid to stand up and leave, fearing that she would fall as soon as she stood.
"After hearing all this, does Mrs. Gordon still dare to brag about having her husband's favor and love to enjoy?" Alya seemed quite satisfied with Ivy's reaction. "So, Mrs. Gordon, don't be too sure about some things. After all, how much love can you expect from a man whose memory isn't even complete?"
Indeed!
After hearing so much, Ivy felt that the most pleasant thing Alya had said was that last sentence. How much love could she expect from a man with an incomplete memory?
Perhaps after returning from the Gordon family, he would be a completely different person.
