Now he has no memory of the pineapple rice. Enna Clark doesn't know how to help him remember the past.
She lowered her head to hide her dim look and pushed the pineapple rice around with her spoon, forcing a smile, "I think it's delicious. The rice has the flavor of pineapple, sweet and tangy."
Baron Lawrence, being who he was, could obviously tell that this woman's mood had plummeted.
His sharp eyes narrowed, and instinct told him that Enna's sudden drop in mood had something to do with him.
The reason must be connected to past memories!
His heart was suddenly gripped, feeling stuffy and irritable.
Damn it!
What memories does this place hold?
Why can't he recall anything at all?
Ever since what happened with Skye Lawrence, he hadn't spontaneously recalled any memories involving Enna Clark like he used to.
The frustration in his chest piled up more and more. He clenched his fists, but no matter what, no scenes came to mind.
