"Nothing, just feel like everything is happening too unrealistically... I was tricked by you, the scene of the mishap after drinking still feels like it was yesterday, and now we're actually going to get married..."
Skye suddenly realized what she had said and instinctively stopped talking.
Why did she mention that...
The mishap after drinking she just talked about was her initial memory with Dylan Wellington when they were entangled together.
But... that was with the real Dylan Wellington, not the man in front of her who had lost those memories.
She knew how strong Dylan Wellington's possessiveness was, afraid he'd overthink, Skye was about to explain when her hand was suddenly grasped by the man.
Dylan Wellington's broad, dry palm tightly held her soft, delicate hand. He lifted her hand and kissed the back of it.
