Entangled with My Cousin's Fiancé
Chapter 397: Do Not Give Him Any Hope

Chapter 397: Chapter 397: Do Not Give Him Any Hope

The next day, Isabella went early to the café across from the kindergarten; she wanted to meet with Yolanda before Cooper and Yolanda had their meeting.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, she finally saw Yolanda with Little Ella. Once Little Ella went into the kindergarten, Isabella walked out of the café.

"Yolanda!" Isabella called out to the person hailing a cab.

Yolanda looked around blankly. She seemed to hear someone calling her name but didn’t see anyone she recognized.

"Yolanda, over here!" Isabella confirmed that Yolanda indeed had lost her memory as she waved over to her.

Yolanda looked puzzled as she crossed the street and walked up to Isabella, "Hello, was it you calling me just now?"

Isabella nodded but said nothing. She carefully observed the woman before her. Three years had passed, and Yolanda hadn’t changed much—at least not like how her son seemed to have become a different person entirely.

However, perhaps due to the amnesia, Yolanda always had a confused and lost look in her eyes.

"Is it convenient? I’d like to buy you a cup of coffee," Isabella spoke again.

Yolanda glanced at the time and spoke apologetically, "I have some things to handle, only got ten minutes."

"That’s enough." Isabella turned and entered the café first.

Yolanda followed her in.

Once seated, Isabella politely asked, "Would you like something to drink?"

Yolanda shook her head, her brows furrowing with even more confusion, "No, thank you. Please, just say what you have to say, ma’am."

Isabella chuckled softly, "So you truly don’t remember me. That’s good, forgetting can be good. If only my son could forget as well."

"I’m not quite sure what you mean," Yolanda apologized with a slight smile, "You probably noticed, I really did lose my memory and don’t remember many things."

"That’s alright." Isabella waved it off, unconcerned, "It’ll all come back. Now that you’re back, everything will eventually come back to you."

Yolanda looked awkward, not knowing how to respond.

"But there are some things I think you should know in advance," Isabella continued, "You know Ella has autism, right?"

Yolanda nodded.

"Then do you know why he’s open to Ella approaching him?" Isabella thought for a moment and continued, "If I’m not mistaken, he doesn’t reject you either, does he?"

"Yes." Yolanda couldn’t help but feel nervous, her palms already sweating.

"Ella and Ella are biological siblings; they’re twins." Isabella enunciated each word clearly.

"What?" Yolanda stood up in shock, looking at Isabella in disbelief, "You’re saying... Ella and Ella... are siblings?"

Isabella nodded naturally, "And you personally named them Ella and Ella."

Yolanda collapsed back into her chair, a multitude of questions exploding in her mind.

If Ella and Ella are indeed siblings, then why did she leave with Ella?

And... where is Ella and Ella’s father? Is it her current husband, or... she suddenly thought of Cooper’s tanned face.

Once Isabella saw she had calmed down a bit, she continued, "Cooper, my son, is Ella and Ella’s biological father."

Yolanda’s eyes widened in shock again, and she instinctively rejected the notion, "That’s impossible!"

"Yolanda, I have no reason to deceive you." Isabella sighed lightly, "I heard you remarried and are living well, but do you know what Cooper went through to get by?"

She couldn’t help but have tears in her eyes, "As a mother, I can’t bear to have him go through that again."

She grabbed Yolanda’s hand, "Yolanda, he’s accepted your death. If you hadn’t come back, he would have lived out his life peacefully. He might even have found another wife and had a healthy, happy child."

Yolanda listened to Isabella’s words, moved in spite of herself, though she didn’t quite understand what Isabella meant.

"Yolanda, I beg you as a mother," Isabella was clearly very emotional, "When you see Cooper again, don’t give him any hope, okay?"

Yolanda shook her head, "Ma’am, I’ve never met Cooper."

"Your good friend, Lola Gold, knows everything. She already promised Cooper to arrange a meeting with you at noon today."

"..." Yolanda knew nothing about this.

"Yolanda, Cooper has never given up. He believed you would return. Now that you’re back, he will find you sooner or later, but..." Isabella was crying so much she couldn’t continue, "It’s just that as a mother, I really can’t bear to see him like that anymore, so I beg you, I beg you..."

"Ma’am, you’re overthinking this. As you now know, I’ve already remarried, and my relationship with my husband is great." Yolanda stood up, she had to leave, "I won’t see Cooper. Even if we meet in the future, he’ll just be a stranger to me. The things you worry about won’t happen."

She nodded slightly, "Ma’am, I really must go now, goodbye!"

Isabella sat in the café, watching Yolanda leave, perhaps she really was overthinking it. Yolanda already had her heart set on someone and would not involve herself with Cooper again?

All morning, Yolanda was slightly absent-minded. Cooper’s face remained blurry, yet she kept thinking of Ella, and every time she did, her heart ached intensely.

If Ella really was her son, and because of her disappearance for three years he turned into his current withdrawn and unhappy state, then she was a great sinner.

By noon, sure enough, Yolanda received a call from Lola Gold.

"Yolanda, I’m near your exhibition scene. Come out and have lunch with us; an old friend wants to see you."

Across from Lola, Cooper was tense, like a bowstring pulled tight, as if it might snap at any moment.

Yolanda instinctively frowned and told a lie, "Lola, I didn’t go to the exhibition site today, so I won’t be eating with you."

"Huh?" Lola was a bit surprised, "Alright then, make sure to eat well."

After hanging up the phone, she couldn’t help but murmur, "Strange, she clearly said this morning that she was going to the exhibition site and would be busy all day, so how could she not be there?"

Cooper struggled for a moment before speaking in a dry voice, "Could it be... she doesn’t want to see me?"

"No way." Lola answered without thinking.

Cooper gave a self-deprecating bitter smile, "Indeed, if it wasn’t for me back then, she wouldn’t have... It’s understandable that she doesn’t want to see me."

"Really, it’s not that." Lola put down her phone and sighed, "Cooper, I’ll be honest with you. Yolanda has amnesia. She no longer remembers you, or Ella, or anything that happened in Gray City."

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