Contractually Yours: The Billionaire's Unlikely Bride
Chapter 151: SELECTIVE MEMORY LOSS

Chapter 151: Chapter 151: SELECTIVE MEMORY LOSS

A few hours later, Logan was sighing deeply as he sat inside Wellington’s office looking very troubled and Wellington was looking at his friend, wondering what had made Logan visit him in the morning instead of being at his office.

"Logan, will you speak what is on your mind? You know that I need to see patients, right? Like real patients ..... the kind that are sick!" Wellington looked at his friend as he reminded.

Logan raised his head to look at his friend and sighed dejectedly before saying, "Welly, I think that there must be something wrong with Briar!" a worried expression on his face as he recalled how she was acting earlier.

Upon hearing that, Wellington, who was already troubled about Briar since the previous night, sat up straight, looked at Logan seriously and asked, "Did she perhaps recall that?" worried about that matter slipping out.

Logan shook his head as soon as he heard that and answered, "Nope. She doesn’t remember that at all. It’s about yesterday. It seems that she doesn’t remember anything about it at all," worry laced in his tone as he said that.

Upon hearing that, Wellington first heaved a sigh of relief before worry washed over his face as he found this issue a bit serious.

"How is it possible?" he asked disbelievingly while shaking his head. "Could it be that she is pretending?"

Logan shook his head, a glint of helplessness in his eyes as he responded to Wellington, "You don’t know, Briar. Briar can’t pretend. She is someone who always wears her emotions on her sleeve. If she is happy or sad, you will see it," speaking up for her.

If she could pretend and was good at it, she wouldn’t have been found out in the first place, but she was so clumsy.

He didn’t know how she managed to keep that secret at all in the first place, but seeing how she still wrote about it; Logan shook away the thought of her pretending at all.

When Wellington heard that, he rolled his eyes inwardly. He was already supporting her and, on her side, already. With such a clouded eyesight, how could they look into the matter objectively?

"Are you sure about it?" just to be sure, Wellington dared to reaffirm and Logan’s response remained the same.

Wellington took a deep breath after hearing that, picturing the scene in his mind and asked curiously, "Can you tell me exactly what happened?" trying to figure out what was happening exactly.

Once Logan heard that, he didn’t hesitate but narrate what transpired a few hours ago.

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Rewinding to a few hours ago

When Logan woke up the next day, he was welcomed by a smiling face. He was frozen in place, wondering if Briar had a dual personality.

She couldn’t have gone insane in a few hours, right?

He suddenly became worried as he observed her.

"Hubby, good morning!" Briar greeted him cheerfully, without any signs of being wronged at all.

Logan, seeing that, wanted to rub his eyes to confirm that his eyes were still working perfectly and that he wasn’t in a dream. Otherwise, why would Briar wake up smiling and acting as if nothing happened?

Curious about what was going on, he smiled back at her while calming his turbid emotions and returned the greeting. "Morning, dear. Did you sleep well?"

Briar grinned sheepishly as she propped herself on the bed while looking at him affectionately. And nodded her head as she answered, "Um. I did. With you as my pillow, how can I not sleep well?"

Seeing her being flirty in the morning, Logan was very certain that this was the Briar he had known ever since the two of them got very close, even before they consummated the marriage.

As long as she has a chance to tease him, she will take that chance. And that was something that she did whenever she was in a good mood. But what kind of good mood was she having after suffering badly last night?

He smiled, relieved at her as he sat on the bed before pulling her into his arms and she snuggled against him.

"That’s good then," he said relievedly, seeing that she looked happier but worry still filled him, so he asked, "How are you feeling about last night? Are you no longer stressed about it?"

Although he didn’t want her to think too much about it, he wanted to make sure. His thoughts were contradictory, but he couldn’t help himself.

Seeing her so happy after crying herself to sleep like that didn’t look good in his eyes. He didn’t want her to suppress her emotions for his sake or anyone else’s.

However, if he had known how she was going to respond, he wouldn’t have bothered to poke the hornet’s nest.

Briar tilted her head to look at him, her eyes full of confusion, and when Logan saw that, warning bells started ringing in his head.

"Hubby, what happened yesterday? What are you talking about?" she asked confusingly, her eyes telling it all; she had no clue about what he was talking about.

When he heard and saw that, Logan couldn’t believe his ears and eyes at all. He said once again, "Dear, I am talking about the gathering with my friends!" reminding her of what happened, but the reaction poured cold water on him and it drove him crazy.

Briar jumped out of his arms in a panic which was startling enough and before he could react, she looked at him with an apologetic expression and said, "Hubby! I am sorry I didn’t attend the gathering. Were your friends angry? I am sorry, I don’t know ....ahhhh" As she was in the middle of speaking, she suddenly clutched her head and started screaming in pain.

When Logan saw that, he panicked as he recognized that reaction at once. He hurriedly pulled her back into his embrace and started patting her back comfortingly as he coaxed, "It’s fine, dear. They were not angry. We will meet them again another time and bring an apology gift. What do you think?"