She was on her way to the City Hall to marry Xander when suddenly, Dan''s people forcibly took her away.


    This didn''t seem like the behavior of someone iming to have amnesia.


    "People close to me say that five years ago, you were head over heels for me," Dan remarked, looking at Yvonne.


    Yvonne just rolled her eyes. "Head over heels for you? Weren''t you the same way about me back then?"


    Now that she thought about it, it seemed like a big, fat lie.


    Tilting her head slightly, she smirked, "Oh really? And what''s that supposed to mean? Five years ago...?"


    Mentioning five years ago made Yvonne''s face turn cold. Memories flooded her mind, especially the ones from her recent trip to Miami.


    The image of him whispering sweet nothings to another woman was still fresh. The woman''s gentle smile was like a punch to Yvonne''s gut.


    It only confirmed her belief that everything between her and Dan five years ago was aplete joke.


    Dan bringing up the past only deepened the chill in Yvonne''s eyes.


    They locked eyes, both pairs as icy as the Arctic.


    "Until we figure this out, you can''t marry Xander," Dan dered.


    Yvonne scoffed, "Listen to you? Who do you think you are?"


    Not until they figured it out? Who gave him the authority to decide?


    Dan''s face hardened at her disdainful tone.


    Yvonne continued, "If I recall correctly, aren''t you set to marry Aira Wilson soon?"


    The exact date slipped her mind, but she had overheard in Miami that it was just a month away.


    "Your wedding is imminent, what is there left to figure out?"


    "Or why even bother?"


    The nerve of him, talking about figuring things out at this point.


    Rumor had it in Miami that Dan and Aira were genuinely in love, their rtionship spanning five years...


    Five years, meaning he had started seeing her right after leaving New York.


    Dan''s face darkened further at the mention of Aira.


    "Regardless, you can''t marry Xander right now. Just give it a week to sort everything out."


    Yvonne just stared at him, incredulous. "A week? You week is


    s enough to unravel wet


    five years ago et


    happened five years ago?"


    "And then what?" she asked with a chuckle.


    Figure it out, and then what?


    "Your rtionship with Aira isn''t just about love; it''s tied to family interests, isn''t it?"


    Five years... What kind of rtionship was that?


    No one could understand how Yvonne felt when she first heard about Dan and Aira''s five-year romance.


    Two people in love for that long anything could have happened.


    And now he wanted to dig up the past? To what end?


    "Are you seriously iming amnesia?" Yvonne raised an


    eyebrow at Dan, questioning wel


    credibility of his memory loss.


    Initially, she didn''t buy it. His memory just conveniently faltering? More likely he''d go senile.


    Dan''s expression only grew sterner at her skepticism.


    "You''ll stay with me this week," hemanded coldly.


    Yvonne shot back, "Not a chance."


    He was about to marry someone else, and he expected her to stay by his side for


    a week? The gossip would never end.


    Men, she thought bitterly, always so selfish.


    Seeing her reluctance, Dan''s tone turned even more authoritarian, "This isn''t up to you."


    "Is it up to me then?" came a voice from the doorway.


    Ronald stood there, exuding an aura of power and authority. Behind him were Dan''s men, the same ones who had caused a ruckus at the City Hall and forcibly brought Yvonne here.


    Yet, here they were, subdued and pinned to the ground by Ronald''s men, who


    had clearly outmatched them.