"Mom, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"
Skye Brown smiled lightly, her smile was charming, yet it made Mrs. Johnson feel irritated.
"How could you not know what I'm talking about... This isn't the first time we've met, and yet you're pretending like it's the first. You should know what happened back then, our Wellington family gave you enough benefits, and you agreed to leave Ian and Molly. What right do you have to come back!"
Mrs. Johnson had no idea that Skye had lost her memory.
And of course, she didn't know that the Skye in front of her wasn't the same Skye she had met in Europe years ago.
To the present Skye, this truly was the first time she had met Mrs. Johnson.
She wasn't pretending; she genuinely saw Mrs. Johnson as a stranger and hence introduced herself politely.
