Last night, Dylan asked Garwood to send him the annual reports and important conference videos of the Sterling group in recent years and went over them quickly.
Fortunately, though he forgot most people and things, the innate ability to work had not disappeared.
After working through the night over the black coffee, he picked up most of his work.
Hearing footsteps, he looked up and saw Savannah coming down. He raised his dark eyebrows, remembering her behavior last night. Suddenly he picked up his laptop and got up, put on his suit, and went to the door.
Savannah, dumbstruck, watched his back disappear as the door was closed. Then, from outside the yard, the car's engine started.
She felt completely lost.
Well, she should have foreseen his attitude towards her.
Could she expect him to give her a good morning kiss and a hug?
She couldn't get herself close to him when she lost her memory and took him as a stranger at that time.