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    Josue found himself speechless for a moment. He knew Eileen’s words rang true, yet he couldn’t ept that she was already considering being with another man.


    Eileen turned to Josue and Jacob. “Bryan has also forgotten you. You should leave with me. Staying here is pointless. If he can’t remember, he’s noting back to us. You’ve all invested so much time and energy trying to help him ‘regain his memory,’ haven’t you? Don’t waste any more effort. I’ll have Raymond book your tickets back.”


    Herposure and rationality were so evident that Jacob felt tears welling up in his eyes.


    Eileen turned and hurried to catch up with Benjamin and Gabri. Meanwhile, Jacob and Josue stood frozen, side by side, watching as Eileen walked away with Benjamin and Gabri.


    “Benjamin has really been a great support to Eileen while working for Kian,” Jacob remarked, breaking the silence.


    Frustrated and emotional, Josue pped Jacob’s arm and retorted sharply, “Enough! No matter how much Benjamin has helped Eileen, he could never treat her better than Bryan. Bryan followed her to Wist Land and even gave up his own family for her. To him, Eileen is as important as his own life!”


    “But Bryan could also hurt Eileen,” Jacob said, pointing out the reality of the situation.


    A heavy silence fell over them.


    “Forget it. Isn’t this what Bryan wants? Let’s just send him an invitation when Eileen gets married. He’ll be relieved,” Josue said.


    Relieved? Jacob only smiled, saying nothing. He believed Bryan would be upset if that happened.


    The next morning, the sun shone brightly. Eileen and Benjamin joined the vigers for a tour around the vige. Bryan, recently appointed as the project liaison, was also part of the group.


    He moved slowly, dressed in a ck shirt, jeans, and sneakers, his gaze fixed intently on Benjamin and Eileen. Benjamin carried Eileen’s bag and asionally held Gabri. Eileen, in turn, helped carry Benjamin’s coat when he held Gabri. They stood out among the vigers.


    Bryan nced down at his own hands, noticing the thin calluses and tan. He couldn’t help but think that Benjamin and Eileen looked like a perfect pair.


    “Mr. Dawson,” a voice interrupted. A pair of white sneakers appeared in Bryan’s line of sight. He looked up to meet Eileen’s indifferent gaze. Her voice, though familiar, sounded distant. “They say you’re having a hard time walking. We’re heading up the mountainter, so you don’t need toe along.”


    Bryan remained silent, contemting her words.


    After a pause, Eileen continued, “Mr. Dawson, could you have the vigers prepare some food for us? We’ll pay. Just make sure it’s not too spicy—Benjamin can’t handle spicy food.”


    Bryan nodded slightly, using a stone for support as he straightened up. “Okay.”


    “Please also prepare some suitable food for my daughter. She’s nine months old now and has six teeth. Something soft would be good,” Eileen added.


    Bryan listened intently, then leaned back against the stone. His gaze drifted toward Gabri and Benjamin.


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