CRAZY RICH's Wedding

CRAZY RICH's Wedding
ARTHUR THE OWNER OF CHILDHOOD MEMORY ALARIS


"Just calm down, we just want to explain the circumstances, I believe in Mrs Alaris." Said Arthur.


"You're familiar with...?" Brida was surprised.


Alaris too.


'Did he recognize me from the media.' Alaris glanced at Arthur.


"How can I not know him, I was the one who first contacted my father who, as a doctor, when I found out there was a child my age crawling from inside the car, when the accident happened?"


Brida was again surprised, she looked at Alaris, as well as Alaris whose chest immediately felt pain, her heart was like being hit by a large stone, the sentence made her remember the pieces of memory that had long disappeared.


'The missing message...'


Suddenly Alaris' head became sore, making his eyebrows frown and his forehead wrinkle.


"Mrs." Brida wanted to make sure.


"I'm doing fine. Let's go to your room, Mr. Arthur."


After arriving at Arthur's room, and all that is in there are just the two of them, Arthur begins to be curious about the life that Alaris lives, the man never once let go of any news that came up about Alaris' life.


"So how are you?" Ask Arthur.


"I am, well, as you can see now." Alaris.


"I see in the media, you're married to a handsome man. Congratulations on your marriage."


Alaris smiled cliche.


"Thank you."


"I'm happy if you end up living well, because at that time I was worried about the trauma you had as a child."


"Trauma?"


"You don't remember?"


Alaris shut up and reopened his brain memory but found nothing.


"Didn't you also remember that you had a childhood friend who kept you in the hospital?"


"No, is that you?"


Arthur laughs.


"Of course I wanted to be your friend back then, very much so, but you were closer to someone else, he was always accompanying you while you were in recovery and then back to your home country."


"Alright, I'm sorry, hopefully later you will come here to do some counseling with me. If you are ready I will help very carefully about your past memories in childhood. Maybe it can help you unlock the secret of the accident that befell your parents." Arthur stared fixedly at Alaris and reassured.


Alaris only nodded in doubt and gave a disinterested face.


"All right forgive me, let's talk about the girl now."


Alaris stared flatly at Arthur waiting for what the man would say.


"It seems, he was indeed a victim of rapist*n, because his entire body had a lot of bruises and of course we checked his other health."


"Then the doctors had a conversation with the girl, that she did not want the police to know her whereabouts, because it would bring her back to her master who had imprisoned her, he asked to be given shelter."


Alaris.


"I know, it's not your authority, but it's probably destiny, too, because God chose you to meet that poor girl, and God knows you're going to help her."


Alaris was still silent, the room was also silent, Arthur was waiting for the answer to what Alaris would choose.


"I'll help him find a safe place to live." Alaris


"I know you're so generous, God did choose the right angel for that poor girl."


"I'm just helping her because it's about humanity, and we're both women." Alaris said still with a flat face.


"Are you going to see him?" Ask Arthur.


"I'll think about it first." Answer Alaris.


"Well, I know you're very busy, thank you for taking your precious time."


After the long chat, Alaris and Brida left the hospital to go to the Apartment, where all the employees were waiting.


"God are they standing waiting for us?" Alaris whispers to Brida.


"Maybe Madam."


Before long a handsome man was muscular and had a tall body, with a slightly tan skin ripe out of the lobby.


The man with the handsome and sweet mature brown skin was Austin Harold, a handsome and sweet blend in one face shape, anyone would definitely be captivated by him, he said, yet everyone did not dare to approach him because he was famous as a hot-tempered man.


"Welcome Mrs Alaris." Addressing the man ice-cold, his face was like a very angry person.


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