The Weight of Gentle Promises

The waves crashed against the cliffs of Nova Scotia with an almost musical rhythm, but Aria Morgan knew better. After three years of studying marine biology at the remote Blackrock Research Station, she had learned to distinguish between natural ocean sounds and something more... peculiar. Tonight, there was definitely something different in the water's song.

Standing on the observation deck of the research facility, her long dark hair whipping in the salty breeze, Aria focused her night vision binoculars on the churning waters below. The full moon cast an ethereal glow across the surface, making it easier to spot any unusual movement. That's when she saw it - a flash of iridescent scales, much too large to be any known fish species.

"You're out here late again," a deep voice spoke behind her. Dr. Nathaniel Cross, the facility's new head of cryptozoology, stood in the doorway. His presence had been causing quite a stir among the female staff since his arrival last month, with his storm-gray eyes and the mysterious scar that ran from his left temple to his jaw. But Aria had noticed something else about him - the way he always seemed to appear whenever the strange occurrences happened.

"There's something out there, Dr. Cross," Aria said, not taking her eyes off the water. "Something big."

"Please, call me Nate," he said, moving to stand beside her. His proximity sent an involuntary shiver down her spine that had nothing to do with the cold. "And I know. That's why I'm here."

Before Aria could question what he meant, a haunting melody drifted up from the waters below. It wasn't quite singing - more like an otherworldly humming that seemed to resonate in her very bones. To her surprise, she found herself taking an unconscious step toward the railing, drawn by the sound.

Nate's hand shot out, gripping her arm. "Don't listen too closely," he warned, his voice tight with concern. "They're hunting tonight."

"They?" Aria tried to shake off the melody's lingering effect. "Who are 'they'?"

Just then, a figure emerged from the waves - a woman with silvery skin and long, phosphorescent hair. Her eyes glowed with an unnatural blue light, and when she opened her mouth to continue her song, Aria saw rows of sharp, pearl-like teeth. The creature's beauty was both terrifying and mesmerizing.

"Sirens," Nate whispered, his grip on Aria's arm tightening. "Real ones. Not the sanitized versions from your fairy tales."

The siren's gaze locked onto them, and her song changed, becoming more focused, more enticing. Aria felt Nate tense beside her, and when she looked at him, she was shocked to see his eyes had taken on a silvery sheen, reflecting the moonlight like a cat's.

"We need to get inside," he said through gritted teeth, though he seemed to be fighting the urge to move closer to the railing himself. "Now."

But as they turned to leave, Aria caught sight of something in the water that made her blood run cold. Dozens of glowing eyes had appeared beneath the waves, and more figures were rising to the surface. Their songs began to intertwine, creating a symphony of supernatural beauty and terror.

"Dr. Cross... Nate," Aria's voice trembled slightly. "What's really going on at this facility?"

He finally turned to look at her fully, and in the moonlight, she could see that his scar was glowing with a faint blue light. "It's not just a research station, Aria. It's a containment facility. We monitor and protect humanity from ancient creatures that most people think are myths. And right now," he glanced back at the water where more sirens were emerging, "something has disturbed them. Something that hasn't happened in over a hundred years."

"What?" Aria asked, though part of her feared the answer.

"They're looking for their lost queen," Nate's voice was grim. "And for some reason, they think she's here."

A particularly powerful wave crashed against the cliffs, sending spray high enough to reach the observation deck. As the droplets hit Aria's skin, she felt a strange tingling sensation, and for just a moment, her reflection in the window showed her eyes glowing with the same ethereal blue light as the creatures below.

Nate saw it too. His expression shifted from concern to something more complex - fear, fascination, and what looked almost like recognition. "We need to talk," he said quietly. "About your mother. About why you were really assigned to this facility. And about why you've always felt so drawn to the sea."

The siren's song grew louder, more insistent, and Aria felt something stir within her - ancient memories that couldn't possibly be her own, yet somehow were. As she followed Nate inside, one thought kept repeating in her mind: her life as she knew it was about to change forever, and there would be no going back to the simple world of marine biology and research papers.

Behind them, the sirens continued their haunting chorus, their songs now carrying a note of triumph. They had found what they were looking for.

The facility's underground laboratory was a maze of steel and glass, illuminated by harsh fluorescent lights that made everything look clinical and cold. Aria followed Nate through a series of security checkpoints, each requiring increasingly complex biometric scans. Her mind was still reeling from the events on the observation deck, the sirens' song echoing in her memory.

        "How long have you known?" she finally asked as they entered what appeared to be his private office. Unlike the sterile corridors outside, this room was filled with artifacts that looked ancient - shells with strange markings, crystals that seemed to pulse with their own inner light, and walls covered in charts mapping underwater ley lines.

        Nate moved to a heavily secured cabinet, his fingers dancing across a complex lock. "Since the moment you arrived at Blackrock. Your bio-readings were... unique." He pulled out a thick file with her name on it. "But your mother knew long before that."

        "My mother?" Aria's voice cracked. "She died when I was three. All I have are some photos and my father's stories about her love for the ocean."

        "Your mother didn't die, Aria." Nate's voice was gentle but firm as he placed an old photograph on his desk. "She returned."

        The photograph showed a woman standing on these very cliffs, her wild dark hair streaming in the wind. She looked exactly like Aria, except for her eyes - they held that same otherworldly blue glow Aria had seen in her own reflection moments ago.

        "That's impossible," Aria whispered, but even as she spoke, memories began to surface - the way she could hold her breath for impossibly long periods, her uncanny ability to predict storms, the strange songs that sometimes filled her dreams.

        Suddenly, the lights flickered, and a low vibration ran through the building. Nate's expression turned serious. "They're testing the barriers," he said, moving to a bank of monitors showing underwater footage. Multiple figures darted past the cameras, their movements too quick and graceful to be human.

        "What barriers?" Aria asked, joining him at the monitors.

        "Electromagnetic fields designed to keep them at bay. But with their queen so close..." He glanced at her meaningfully. "They're stronger than usual."

        "I am not their queen," Aria said firmly, though something deep inside her stirred at the words.

        "No, but you're her daughter. The first successful hybrid in centuries." Nate pulled up more files on his computer. "Your mother was their queen, and when she fell in love with your father, it created a diplomatic crisis. A siren queen choosing a human was unprecedented."

        The vibrations grew stronger, and somewhere in the facility, an alarm began to sound. On the monitors, the sirens' movements became more coordinated, more purposeful.

        "They're not just testing anymore," Nate muttered. He grabbed what looked like an ancient trident from a wall display. "They're breaking through."

        Aria's head suddenly filled with voices - not speaking English, but a fluid, musical language she somehow understood. They were calling to her, telling her to come home, to take her rightful place.

        "Make it stop," she gasped, pressing her hands to her temples.

        Nate reached for her, but stopped short when he saw her eyes - they were glowing brighter now, and her skin had taken on a slight iridescent sheen. "Fight it, Aria. You're not just one of them. You're both human and siren. That's what makes you special."

        The facility shook more violently, and the lights went out completely. In the darkness, Nate's eyes glowed silver again, and Aria could finally ask the question that had been nagging at her.

        "What are you?" she whispered. "You're not entirely human either, are you?"

        Before he could answer, the reinforced windows of his office exploded inward in a shower of glass and seawater. In the opening hovered three sirens, their beauty terrible and magnificent. The one in the center spoke, her voice carrying both authority and disdain.

        "Step away from the princess, Guardian. She belongs with her people."

        Nate raised the trident, which began to glow with an electric blue light. "She belongs where she chooses to belong."

        As seawater swirled around them, Aria felt power surge through her body - raw, ancient, and demanding to be released. She had a choice to make, but first, she needed answers.

        "Tell me everything," she said, her voice carrying a new note of command that surprised even her. "About my mother, about what you are," she looked at Nate, "and about why I'm really here."

        The siren queen smiled, showing those pearl-like teeth. "Oh, little princess. You're here because a war is coming. And you," her glow intensified, "are the key to everything."

The seawater swirling around Aria's feet felt alive, responding to her emotions like an extension of her body. The three sirens remained suspended in the shattered window frame, their ethereal forms casting an otherworldly glow throughout Nate's flooded office. The lead siren - who had introduced herself as Cordelia, First General of the Deep Realm - watched her with ancient eyes that held both wisdom and cunning.

        "Your mother's choice started this war," Cordelia said, her voice carrying the rhythm of waves. "When she chose your father, she didn't just abandon her throne - she disrupted a balance that had existed for millennia. The Deep Realm has been without a true queen for twenty years, and the dark ones grow bolder each day."

        "The dark ones?" Aria asked, acutely aware of Nate's tension beside her, his grip tightening on the glowing trident.

        "The Abyssal Court," Nate answered grimly. "Think of them as your people's darker cousins. While the sirens of the Deep Realm protect the oceans, the Abyssal Court seeks to corrupt them. Without a queen's power to maintain the barriers..."

        "They're breaking free," Cordelia finished. "Even now, they gather in the deep trenches, preparing for war. Only a queen's song can reinforce the ancient seals."

        Aria felt the weight of their expectations pressing down on her like the ocean itself. "And you think I can do this? I don't even know how to control whatever... this is." She gestured to her still-glowing skin.

        "That's why I'm here," a new voice spoke from the doorway. Aria turned to see a woman she'd only known from photographs - her mother. Nerissa, former queen of the Deep Realm, stood in the threshold, looking exactly as she had twenty years ago. Her presence made the very air vibrate with power.

        "Mom?" Aria whispered, emotions warring inside her.

        Nerissa's eyes - the same otherworldly blue as Aria's now were - filled with tears. "My daughter. My beautiful, brave daughter. I'm so sorry I had to leave you, but it was the only way to keep you safe while your powers matured."

        "Safe from what?" Aria demanded, anger suddenly surging through her. The water around her feet began to churn in response.

        "From those who would use you," Nate interjected, his voice carrying an edge of bitterness. "The Guardians weren't always noble protectors, Aria. Some believed that controlling a hybrid princess would give them power over both realms."

        "Like your father did?" Nerissa's voice turned cold as she addressed Nate. "Is that why you're so close to my daughter? Following in Marcus Cross's footsteps?"

        The tension in the room sparked like electricity. Nate's silver eyes flashed dangerously. "I am not my father."

        "Enough!" Aria's voice carried a new power, making everyone in the room freeze. The water around her feet rose in spiraling columns, responding to her command. "I want the truth. All of it. No more cryptic warnings or half-answers."

        Suddenly, the facility's emergency sirens blared to life. On Nate's monitors, dark shapes appeared in the deeper waters - humanoid figures with shark-like features and glowing red eyes.

        "The Abyssal Court," Cordelia hissed. "They've found us."

        "They found her," Nerissa corrected, moving to Aria's side. "They can sense your awakening power, daughter. We're out of time."

        The facility shuddered as something massive struck it from below. Through the broken window, Aria could see dark forms rising from the depths, their movements predatory and purposeful. The water around her feet turned ice-cold.

        "You have to choose now," Nate said urgently. "But know this - whatever you decide, I'll stand with you." His eyes met hers, and in them she saw not just duty or ambition, but something deeper, something personal.

        "As touching as that is, Guardian," Cordelia interrupted, "she needs to come with us. Only in the Deep Realm can she learn to control her powers in time."

        Another impact rocked the facility. In the distance, Aria could hear screams - the research staff, she realized with horror. They were unprotected, unaware of what was really happening.

        "I won't let innocent people die," Aria declared, feeling strength flow through her. "Mom, Cordelia - help me protect the facility. Nate..." she turned to him, "teach me how to fight."

        "Always choosing both worlds," Nerissa murmured, a mix of pride and worry in her voice. "Just like your mother."

        As the Abyssal Court's forces surrounded the facility, Aria felt something click into place inside her. She was neither fully human nor fully siren, neither wholly of land nor of sea. But perhaps that's exactly what both worlds needed.

        "Well then," she said, as power coursed through her veins and the song of the sea filled her mind, "let's show these dark ones what a hybrid princess can do."

        The water around her erupted upward, turning into a swirling shield of liquid crystal, just as the first of the dark figures burst through the facility's lower levels. The war for two worlds was about to begin, and Aria stood at its center, with a Guardian at her side and the power of two realms flowing through her blood.

The next few minutes dissolved into chaos. The Abyssal Court's warriors crashed through the facility's lower levels like a dark tide, their shark-like features twisted into snarls of hunger and hatred. Aria's crystalline water shield held against the first wave, but she could feel their darkness pressing against her power, trying to corrupt it.

        "Channel your emotions through the water," Nerissa instructed, her own powers creating whirlpools that trapped several attackers. "The sea responds to authentic feeling, not just will."

        Nate moved with inhuman grace, the trident in his hands leaving trails of electric blue energy as he fought. "We need to evacuate the research staff," he called out between strikes. "They're gathering near the main lab."

        Aria closed her eyes for a moment, and suddenly she could feel every drop of water in the facility - in the pipes, in the air, in human bodies. The awareness was overwhelming. "I can feel them," she gasped. "Everyone. Everything."

        "That's your queen's sense awakening," Cordelia explained, her own song turning violent as she fought. "You're connecting to your realm."

        An explosion rocked the lower level, and through her new awareness, Aria felt something massive entering the facility. The temperature of the water dropped dramatically, and even the sirens looked concerned.

        "Thalassos," Nerissa whispered, fear evident in her voice. "The Abyssal Prince himself."

        Through the broken floor emerged a figure that seemed made of living darkness. Unlike his warriors, Prince Thalassos appeared almost human, devastatingly beautiful in a cruel way. His eyes were the color of the deepest ocean trenches, and when he smiled, his teeth gleamed like black pearls.

        "The little princess awakens," his voice was like the crushing depths given sound. "How convenient. I was afraid I'd have to wait longer to claim my bride."

        "Bride?" Aria and Nate spoke simultaneously, his voice sharp with anger, hers with shock.

        "Did they not tell you?" Thalassos moved closer, his presence making the water around him turn black. "The only way to truly end the war between our courts is through union. Your mother refused me twenty years ago. But you..." his dark eyes roamed over her face, "you're even more powerful than she was."

        Nate stepped between them, the trident glowing brighter. "She's not a prize to be claimed, Thalassos."

        The Abyssal Prince's laugh was like ice cracking. "Ah, the Guardian speaks. Tell me, son of Marcus Cross, does your protection come from duty... or jealousy?"

        Before anyone could respond, a scream echoed from the main lab. Through her water sense, Aria felt the research staff's terror as more Abyssal warriors surrounded them.

        "Choose quickly, princess," Thalassos said smoothly. "Surrender to me, and I'll spare them all. Refuse, and watch your human friends feed my warriors."

        Aria felt rage build inside her - pure, hot, and powerful. The water around her began to glow, not with her mother's blue light or Thalassos's darkness, but with a brilliant purple that seemed to combine both aspects of her nature.

        "You want an answer?" Her voice carried the crash of waves and the strength of tidepools. "Here it is."

        She thrust her hands forward, and every drop of water in the facility responded. It rose from pipes, condensed from air, pulled from the sea itself. But instead of attacking, it began to sing - a new song, neither fully siren nor fully human, but something entirely unique.

        The Abyssal warriors closest to her began to writhe, their corrupted forms starting to purify under her hybrid power. Thalassos's eyes widened in genuine surprise, then narrowed in fury.

        "Impossible," he snarled. "No one can purify the Abyssal taint!"

        "She's not no one," Nate said, pride evident in his voice. "She's both of your worlds, and neither. And that makes her stronger than either."

        Aria's song grew stronger, and she felt Nate's energy joining with hers, the Guardian's power amplifying her own. Her mother and Cordelia added their voices, creating a harmony that made the very foundations of the facility vibrate.

        But Thalassos wasn't finished. With a roar of rage, he released his own power - a wave of such absolute darkness that it threatened to swallow all light. "If I cannot have you," he growled, "then no one will!"

        The two forces met in a spectacular clash of energy. In that moment, as purple light battled primordial darkness, Aria felt something else stirring in the depths beneath the facility - something ancient and powerful, awakened by their battle.

        "The Leviathan," Nerissa breathed. "The battle... it's waking the ancient ones."

        As if in response, a deep rumble shook the entire ocean floor, and everyone - siren, human, and Abyssal alike - froze in sudden, instinctive fear.

        In the brief silence, Aria heard Nate whisper, "Whatever happens next, Aria, know that I-"

        But his words were cut off as the floor beneath them cracked open, and the true power of the deep made its presence known. The war between courts had awakened something far older and more dangerous than any of them had imagined.

        And deep in her soul, Aria knew - this was only the beginning.

Chapter 1

The world owes you tenderness. I'll pay you back.
--Nathan Foster.
Typhoon Emma passed through, at 5:30 p.m., the Meteorological Bureau issued typhoon warning number three, outside the rain poured down like a torrent, slamming on the windows, inside the house was dark and quiet.
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There was a siren going off in her head, and it was making a lot of noise.
-It's like an alarm going off in her head, disturbing her.
To stay with Nathan Foster.
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Or you will not live!
-I don't want to die!
It really will be lifeless!!!
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The name sounded somewhat familiar, a white light abruptly flashed in her mind, she remembered, she seemed to have seen this name in the news in her previous life. Two days before she applied for the college entrance examination, Nathan Foster, the only heir of the Nathan family, was killed in a car accident on his way to the airport.
Jessica glanced at the calendar on her desk, June twenty-fourth circled, the day after tomorrow, that-
Nathan Foster was going to be in a car accident tonight!
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Sophia Yoon grabbed her, "These are sandwiches and milk, only one day past the expiration date, the supermarket owner asked me to bring them back. You haven't eaten dinner yet, have this later."
Jessica shrugged off her mother's hand, "Mom, I'm in a hurry, I have to go out."
After saying that, she violently turned around and ran out the door, Sophia's voice slowly faded behind her, "Where are you going in the wind and rain?"
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The driver pushed open the meter, pressed the gas pedal, and the car quickly drove into the rain.
The driver seemed to be very talkative, once he opened his mouth, he couldn't stop talking.
"Are you going to the airport, young lady?"
"Uh(-uhdufh.p"
"Going to the airport at this hour? Catching a plane? Or dropping someone off?"
"Drop off."
"Have you ever heard of Captain Nathan Foster of East Airline?"
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"I heard he's tall and handsome, he's recognized as a handsome man in the aviation industry, and most importantly, his family is a plutocrat, his family has money, and I heard that his grandfather used to be in the Air Force, and his dying words were that he wanted him to be a pilot, so that's why he became a captain."
Jessica looked at her watch, the anxiety on her face became more and more obvious: "Driver, can you drive faster?"
The driver nodded to the cell phone navigation, "We take the outer ring road, there is no traffic, don't worry, I guarantee to take you to the airport in the fastest time."
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Obviously it was just a small and insignificant part of her life, but she really remembered it.
At 7:30, on the highway three kilometers from the Baian exit of the Outer Ring Road, Nathan's car crashed into a concrete truck, the car overturned, and there was an explosion, and there was no body, it was really horrible to see.
Jessica looked at her watch, it was already seven o'clock.
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"Uh, not a big problem."
As the cab sped along, with rain beads shooting like arrows through the windows and a soft Cantonese song playing in the car, Jessica was so anxious that she wanted to sprout wings and fly there.
Outer Ring Road traffic is dense, the weather is bad, the driver can only slow forward, finally at seven twenty-eight minutes off the outer ring road.
JresqsiJcÉa kepJt uZrbgingO, ^"pDri,verW, pl&eYa,se hXurr$y yup,R faswtzeUr."
"Young lady, you still need to pay attention to safety, you can't go any faster."
Right in front of her eyes, a Bentley car and the red light violation of the concrete car collided together, blinding headlights so that she could not help but cover her eyes with her hands, ear-piercing brakes and tire friction sound intertwined together, into a sound.
Jessica looked through the cracks in her fingers, looking out at the palpitating world ......

Chapter 2

A Bentley flipped over on the grass, white smoke billowing from the front end, sirens blaring along with the sound of pouring rain, and Jessica Winters's heart seemed to stop for a moment. If Nathan Foster died, would she go down with him?
She picked up her umbrella, pushed open the car door, took a few steps and then turned back, shouting urgently to Driver, "Call an ambulance!"
"You're not going to the airport?" Driver asked in shock.
"fCajll asn Zam.bMuhl.anc)e)!"
"Okay, okay."
Jessica, holding her umbrella, quickly rushed to the outside of the crashed guardrail. In the rain and fog, the car was badly damaged, oil dripping, rain lapping at the dirt, traffic on the highway at a complete standstill, and surrounded by Onlookers.
She saw the man in the backseat through the fog and rain and the window, though she couldn't make him out, she could vaguely tell that he was unconscious, blood dripping from his forehead.
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Jess reached in to unbuckle his seatbelt. Suddenly, a man's hissing voice interrupted her, "Young lady, the car seems to be about to explode, come back quickly."
Even so, Jessica couldn't care less. Seatbelt stuck dead, how she can not unlock, ears ringing the sound of oil leakage pipe, the engine cover on the white smoke thicker and thicker, in front of the man but no movement.
She was anxious almost collapsed, exerted all efforts, feet on the seat, finally in the "click" sound, the seat belt buckle loose, the man rolled down, straight to her.
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"I'm Jessica." she responded, relieved.
But not waiting for her to say more, his eyes closed, and fell into unconsciousness.Jessica did not dare to delay, quickly through his armpits, desperately dragging him toward the highway. After ten meters of tenacious forward, bang, she turned around, only to see the car exploded, Driver also did not escape.
Jessica's heart suppressed the pain as she dragged him to the highway, where the ambulance soon arrived. The paramedics quickly put Nathan on a stretcher, asking Jessica, "Are you a family member?"
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"Family get in the car, the patient is seriously injured."
Jessica was busy boarding the ambulance, traveling with her to the hospital. First aid was administered, oxygen masks, defibrillation, bleeding control, white stainless steel trays instantly littered with blood-stained gauze and cotton balls, sending shivers down Jessica's spine.
Fifteen minutes later, the ambulance finally arrived at the nearest hospital and Nathan was wheeled into the operating room, where the nurse lent Jessica a set of gowns to change out of her soaked clothes.
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"How is he? Is his life in danger?"
"Not life-threatening."
Hearing this, Jessica breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Nathan's life wasn't in danger, she felt safe.
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"Such as?"
"Amnesia."
The corners of Jessica's mouth couldn't help but rise, "Amnesia, you say?"
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Chapter 3

Jessica Winters realizes she's out of line, and hastens to look sad, "No injuries anywhere else is there?"
"It's just a few bruises, nothing serious."
In the hospital room, people were pushed out one by one, Nathan Foster's head was wrapped in gauze, eyes closed, still sleeping, the doctor said that after the anesthesia wore off, he would wake up.
The hrain Jr)at&t,lZeFd Soutsidwe tmhe w(iXndóowT, WaqnFd xtbhhe) curveIsk Somna )th!eb SEKGl aCnFd& EcEGB aDt th,e .beOdysOidXe_ rjeassRuar!efd qJUescsiOcxaj,R Zahs if thmeys xrReDpÉrePsZe(nmteYd whePr OvSitaMlZ signHs.V ShDeT saDt dTowUn ijnD firo)nth oBfz thkeP hoBsIpiftdalz bed,P df_i)nVaHlly hav)isng timeH tvov .tkakeI pa gododZ lIo,ok aRt. thex rma)nU thóatP fFatée' hladB mbobundF ShDer *tox.É
The man's nose was high and straight, his profile was deep, even in deep sleep, she could feel the nobility and coolness emanating from his body, obviously a rich boy in a position of power.
Suddenly, the door was slammed open, a man with gray hair ran in in a panic, fear and uneasiness engraved in his eyes, stuttered: "My ...... my young master ...... what happened?"
Jessica was busy comforting him, "He was in a car accident on the way to the airport, it's not life-threatening, just some head injuries, the doctor said he'll wake up soon, don't worry."
The hRousDekeep$erY vshCowegdH éay )palKpi)ta&tin'gW DloUoak.
"Hiss ......" Nathan on the bed suddenly made a faint sound.
The gray-haired man rushed to the bedside, hand in hand, eyes red: "Young master ...... young master."
Nathan slowly opened his eyes, Jessica thoughtfully pressed the bed switch, the bed slowly rose, he was in a half lying position.
JeQsTsjicaL xcareRfujlóly observeRdW kNaDtBhanz's .expressionj, hi)sV eyes we)re _conif$used Oanrdf doZudbtpful,J NspweTpt a glaLnDcyeM ait Qtóhe xman Dwhéo gjust cCaOmVe yiXnf, zhiqs voicneV hhboarDsew:, C"uYo,u are?W"b
See that the gray-haired man was stunned, his fingers trembling, seemed to be difficult to believe the scene in front of him: "Young master, I ...... am Uncle Lee, the butler of the Foster family ah, you ...... you this is What's wrong?"
Jessica clenched her fists, secretly let out a sigh of relief, really amnesia, this gold finger of assistance, she likes.
Nathan seems to be in pain, face pain, low voice mixed with physical discomfort agitation: "Butler? What housekeeper?"
Unmcle L(ene'Msu eIxprUessTio'n QiFs, IliOkeD t)hie iwonrld BcpoGllakpspiGngx,v j'uhs^tm rwWhen the) ydomctor, $cUa$mQe inY, dcalledS h'ikmW .oNutH, randé elxplóaiVnead NaFthpa&nZ'sV mcondaintmion to dhwiZm.
Only Nathan and Jessica were left in the hospital room.
His eyes are confused and unconcerned, "And who are you?"
Even though the man was wearing a hospital gown, the reserved coolness that surrounded him made Jessica feel a little nervous.
"Dvoyn'^t iyIozuv rCezm_emjbber ImSeC?Y"x
Nathan narrowed his eyes slightly, as if trying to remember, but a sharp headache hit him, causing him to give up and gasp heavily, "Who is it?"
Looking into the mesmerized eyes of the man in front of her, Jessica flicked her lips in self-preservation-
"I ...... am your wife."
Th.eG Gmóa'nK'sy eyleBsy taafilj Lsjli!gRhtly pTick, !l(inneó FoIfR rsigÉhnt inj her yb'oYdyW bOalckin$g,s JFeVssAiHca) n.eOrvogusPlyt sswalKlóowded Aa _mroutVhfmuRl Dof Xsnaklóiva,N hvands Atisgh*tened Nthie smki)rDt, cfac!iYng h)isf slixghhtlxyd aRgtgreéssriZve( OandN ophpFresBs_ifvPe góaLzen, Xsmmilign$gs vPeOrys hLeHartliwlyN.
He should not be able to detect anything, even the housekeeper does not know, should not be wearing a gang.
Nathan slowly raised his hand, long and clear fingers stopped at the side of her face, Jessica instinctively wanted to dodge, but on second thought, can not hide.
His fingers were a little cool to the touch, with thin calluses, and gently pinched her face.
Th$es ógirYl Nin& JfroVn)t Tof ZhAejri vwCas Ras bbe,a.uLtfifRu&lO asq aP cpQo(rQcOeHlain doll, ObuNt óhezrw eyjeWsB rwerMeV sMoj pvu'rse aBndP vcklear athati you Ocouldn't tUakeJ syBouxr Weywes oiff$ heNr.
"My wife is ...... a nurse?"
Nathan's low and clear voice made Jessica, who originally had a big personality, feel a heat on her face, spreading to the roots of her ears.

Chapter 4

"I ...... am not a nurse. At the moment of your accident, my clothes were wet, it was the nurse who changed them for me. We are lovers, still ...... not married, because my age has not reached the legal age of marriage, but our feelings, although not a couple, but better than a couple, deep very much. Your family and friends don't know I exist, we've been secretly dating."
At the end of the sentence, Jessica Winters' heart shook, what nonsense was she talking about?
Nathan Foster nodded slightly, "Well, I remember the car accident, and it seemed like you were the one who pulled me out."
Jessicgaa'msb aeyzeUs' wimdtenReOdm,w _heW .s.F...G.W WheM eHvMeÉn rekmXenmsbFeSrned?
Her heart was beating wildly in an instant, was she going to be revealed on the spot?
Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open, Jessica felt her heart almost stop as her mood swings were so drastic today.
"Family, please come out for a moment."
JwesÉs.ijcaM )irmTmtewd_iatehlyT fAlePd tlhe ro(omw i_n ma& ipanjiSc.G
Outside the door, the lead surgeon Doctor's face was serious: "The patient has been diagnosed with dissociative amnesia, his memory of relationships is blurred, but the events he has experienced and all of his knowledge base are still clear."
Jessica mulled over Doctor's words in her head.
"In other words, he forgets people he knows, but still remembers how to fly a plane, something like that."
Jkesmsli_cLan )ins*tcinctviYv,elym w^aJntedN uto zap.plaBuMdV him _foOrk thbat.u.&. fanpdU Kssay^ sxo,K qiBt Aaxlmostk ,maddqeU Kher heart _sGtKop.
Uncle Lee and the Doctor looked at her quizzically, Jessica leaned against the wall and looked sad, "Isn't that a blessing in disguise, since the experience and knowledge is still there? Isn't it worth being happy?"
Uncle Lee nodded, "Indeed, but, little girl, who are you really?"
Jessica smiled slightly, "I'm Nathan's girlfriend."
USnZchl,eV Lsee gléeQaned bKayckZ IslpiIgéhItlyT, éwóiRtthJ Ua suOswpimcpiouqsz express^iVonV, "FHo&w) cJoJmze IF donh'CtS kno.wz wthen^ odu'r yJopung mfalsFtcegry hxaSs UaZ (gwisrDlfr(ienPdO?F"m
Jessica smiled easily, "I'm sure your young master won't tell you everything, sorry, I need to make a phone call."
After saying that, she hurried to the stairwell of the security exit, and called her best friend Olivia Parker, "I'm not going home tonight, I told my mom I was at your place, if she calls you, make up a lie for me."
Olivia's voice almost pierced her eardrums, "Jessica, what are you doing! You just graduated high school and you want to do something bad? No way! You're a kid, get your ass home!"
"NoUtt aba)d,( no $tyibme to expYlcainA, KI'mI haAngin)g* Vup,_ gYottta )call QmDy mdoXm."q
Jessica then dialed her mom, knowing she was on Olivia's side, and Sophia didn't say anything.
After hanging up, she was about to go out, when she heard someone talking outside the security exit door.
"I heard Nathan lost his memory." A middle-aged man's voice.
"Indeged&?H" A _youmng )w!omaLn.'s évóoiMce respondnecd.W
"Uh, sure. When you get into the hospital room later, you'll say you're his girlfriend, since he doesn't remember anything right now."
Jessica's mind tightened: ?
"Dad, is this a good idea? If he finds out, will something happen to our family?"
"We &have. tvo taNkVe Fa iruis!k, ziófT qwed ,do)nG't 'bringa Vipn OaI rp^artnmearU, wDe dopn'tZ kVnKo(w, hSo*w lBonmgn &our) comtpxaCnhy Bwill Rbe asblyeQ to Uhol$d CouhtZ,^ XiOt's xa shYeYll cTompanVy.Mgellizs!sFaz,I PyXoWu likeF NzaItBhan$ xan,yvw&ayk, pso isknM'&t t_hisS vjiuysFt ÉkiólliinDg Lthwo bPirYdds wiDthI uozne )stHonem?"
"Okay, let's go to the hospital room first and see what happens."
The sound of footsteps gradually far away, Jessica wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, fortunately she had settled Nathan earlier, or else it would really be taken advantage of by people with ulterior motives.
When she returned to the hospital room, the atmosphere inside was a bit subtle, Nathan leaned on the bed, indifferent, the corner of his mouth smiling through a few points of sarcasm, looking at the side of the father-daughter duo.
Jóe_snsi*cNa ct^hHeyn notiZcpedu txhatO Zt^hew fa)thwe*ry aCnUd dDaurgZh$t'ers, SwhCoG w,evrQef óphl!annin$g tBoA écnolvet !thCe AFIosterW !fadmaiClAy'si Ypyrope^rtyp,M hw!erde qwelll-dOrÉeBssKed aynd sveemedé Rto* beS firoMm htJhke^ uppWerp ÉclnassV.M SThe giHrl n&amedC M_e&l.iLssa lLiHn wasw _drcesfsMeAd iInO óaa desai_gnBeórB sWuit,A dcardrsyinsg a plimbitedX eOdfityion zbSaVgC,É wIearfinlg exqu'iqsditeL maóke-ru,pz,r Ga*nCd$ )st&aZróibnwg xne*rvo$uslVyx Kat_ $tRheX m*an in tphóe ho&spIimtJa'ls bóe.d.N
"Oh? You said you are my girlfriend, then I have to tell you, I already have a girlfriend."
Nathan's voice is lazy, his eyes coldly scanning at Melissa.

Chapter 5

Melissa Lin's eyelids fluttered in disbelief, "What did you ...... you say?"
Nathan Foster saw Jessica Winters in the doorway, raised his hand, his voice dark: "Come here."
Jessica walked over, sat on the side of the hospital bed, Nathan grabbed her hand, interlocked his fingers, looked up at Melissa: "This is my girlfriend."
JzesWscibcka shorwe*dF thJeq ppo!sture okf stBhe m&a)ijn cjourtB, cab sldighNth ssmilée: "YeCs, OI.'Ém NatAhfan's ógiLrlftrienFd, m(ayH _II aslk FwhBoÉ thLisj liady Uis?"D
Melissa messed up the foot, face red a while white a while, embarrassed and embarrassed in self-exposure: "that ...... that, in fact, I am in pursuit of Nathan, I ......"
Richard Lin rounded off the scene: "Yes, everyone thinks Nathan and our family Melissa is very good match."
Nathan rubbed Jessica's fine soft fingertips, seems to be a bit addicted, as if the four surroundings are plated with a layer of cold air: "Without my nod, you can justifiably claim to be my girlfriend? So you think you can fool me because I have lost my memory, right?"
The Pvao_ice thUaut gwtass Nn*oFt agngry an(dó a.utLhorni)tbaytVi.ve maNdei thre Lin TfVamilfyp p_ani$c,C iand a!lrsBof KmCade JeBssigcLa's vsPcaRlpN inpuAmbA caFnd her! UheaHrt ÉpouKngdwiqnlg. USh*ey'd SbeeKnB fYorced AtBo dou tPhis foyrk bno^ otLherZ rYeas(oOn nt^haUnf tXo DtVhiLnk that aif wNPathaPnB iezvWeTrg 'regZaÉixnBerdO hisP LmemoqrTy,M he('d *haZve to muawkZe iLt aDll clze,ar.
"It's not like that, Mr. Nathan, you misunderstood, my Melissa heard that you were seriously injured in a car accident, and wanted to come to take care of you, but was afraid that she didn't have a position, so this was a moment of confusion ......"
Nathan completely sank his face, "Since you know that I am seriously injured, you should understand that I need to rest, and those who are not involved can go out."
In short, 'you two can get out!'
Natyhan NunkiInRdLlmyI vissIuFead an RexpAu*lZsion o,r_dze!rH,f rLian) ,fHamilyd Kfatuhe&rr YanRd ydaDughGteHrb a!pSol_oTgMi*zed, an)dR (legf!tX thea .hosJpivtanlD witUhout LaR t!racce.
The rain continued, Melissa sat in the car, slamming the bag in her hand in anger.
Richard look suspicious: "Nathan even has a girlfriend, that little girl in the end what background, from where? Why haven't we ever heard of her?"
Melissa was indignant: "He is obviously looking at a foxy face, dressed casually, is it a nurse in the hospital, Nathan is even looking at a small nurse, then he is simply crazy!"
"EGven thQeF riMchesit $mpan,I (thóe besht! $educOaQt.egd manx, cbaan'ót nesUcga,pe thUe* temptati!oénD XoKf sex. vHjovwPevzer,f FIY'.d* xbKetfter )goD Baéntd cSheckz oXuPtH HthiWsx lictt)lef nuYr,sde's bUackPgrXounwd kfsi!rtsrt.C"
Nathan's butler Uncle Lee transferred him to a VIP room. His wound was aching, the doctor gave him a painkilling injection, and he fell asleep in a short while.
Outside the wind and rain, in the middle of the night, Jessica lay on her stomach beside the hospital bed, staring at the man's cold face, her heart torn, unsure if she was making the right move.
After being reborn, she didn't know why she and Nathan were inexplicably bound together.
ThiAs yis probnaBbblQyI Éth,eL uarrarngemqecnst oNf fLatqe.
The next day, the rain stopped, 6:30 in the morning, the sky is still dark, the man on the bed is not yet awake, Jessica quietly left.
Nathan anyway amnesia, only remember the car accident before she saved him, this side should be secure.
Reborn, she has a lot of things to do, the fate of the trajectory must not be like the last life.
TheI HtyphoAonÉ .pa*sUsFehd rthrQougIhI,, thHeT yarrd) wLas f*uNlXl Mof falledn Ale)aveÉst from_ t&h!e zcavm,ph_or* ranKd syécyaZmoYrde tarIe)es,d he!r moather AclAeadned u!p tDhe yrardW, Apkut ddsown étmhieH bréooémy, vaUnHd$ sawf iJceqssHica:G "Lvalst! nigSh$t' tÉhSe! cssaWnidwic^hesB Jaznrd wmÉiXlk Awerye &giv$e_n tMoC jC(hrri's PaZnPd $MPi(chakelO ftxo qeat(,& tmhOerTeT is mxilqlRert concgneew an*dÉ egug pya.nhcadkueZs ZixnU the pSoÉt(,n ,azndM éI kwebnFtz to thQe ,suvpearmuaXrÉketN jtoC Hwowrókl."
Chris and Michael are her twin brothers, Michael has autism, and Chris is recessive mania, both brothers inherited mental illness, then Chris's mania is getting worse and worse, committed a crime, the already difficult life is worse.