Ethan Ellsworth couldn't help but chuckle. "It's all bound to happen sooner or later, isn't it?"
Herman Hawthorne nodded. "That's true. It seems I need to keep trying."
Zoe Ellsworth stood up. "I'm going to see if dinner's ready. I'll leave you all to your conversation."
Her words drew laughter from the other three.
The mood during dinner was fairly relaxed; no one deliberately picked at any obvious wounds.
It felt like old times, but deep down, they all knew not everyone was there.
After they finished dinner and tidied up, Quentin Grant took the initiative to update them on Nora Ainsworth's situation. He knew that if he didn't bring it up, no one would ask for details, as it wasn't a pleasant topic.
"Her memory has regressed. She doesn't remember me or any of you, but the part that I find most thrilling is that I get to start all over again with her."
Zoe Ellsworth sighed worriedly. "Young Master Grant, didn't Nora have a fiancé before? If he comes back, then—"
