Hearing this, Gilbert frowned and said, "Charlie, what do you mean?"
"Dad, do you really not understand, or are you pretending not to understand?" Charlie asked.
"Why should I pretend?" Gilbert still looked at Charlie with a frown, and then his eyes almost popped out like he suddenly realized something, "Are you suggesting that I was the one who did something to you?"
Charlie's eyes were full of mockery.
Gilbert immediately flew into a rage. He raised his hand and forcefully pushed the teacup out of the table.
The teacup broke into pieces in an instant, and the tea leaves were scattered on the carpet. Charlie looked away from it coldly. "If not, how could I lose my memory? According to the medical record, the injury on the head was not serious!"
"You had a car accident at that time. When I rushed to the hospital, you were sent to the operating room with blood all over your body! As a father, I only hoped that my son could get out of the operating table safe and sound. How could I care about anything else!"
Gilbert was so excited, even his chest was heaving.
It seemed that Gilbert was eager to prove himself, so he pointed to Madge beside him, "Madge, tell Charlie, am I wrong?"
In the confrontation between the father and son, Madge kept her face down and didn't dare to say a word. She clenched her fists tightly.
"Yes, Charlie, you've misunderstood Uncle Hogg!" At this moment, Gilbert looked at her and her heart skipped a beat. She immediately stood up from the armchair and said softly, "Your memory loss is really an accident. Didn't the doctor also say at that time that there are still many things that cannot be explained medically?"
Charlie's gaze swept over the two of them. "I'll find out the truth."
After that, he strode out of the study without looking back.
The atmosphere in the room instantly froze, along with the looks of the other two.
A few minutes later, a servant knocked on the door carefully and reported, "Old Master, the dinner is ready. It's time to have dinner!"
"I see. You can leave now!" Gilbert, who was standing by the window, raised his hand.
"Yes!" The servant hurriedly turned around.
Madge walked over quickly, looking anxious. "Uncle Hogg, what should we do now?"
"I'm thinking about it." Gilbert pressed the space between his eyebrows.
It seemed that he was caught unprepared by his son's sudden recovery of memory. Before he came to his senses from it, he was still in a noisy mood. "Charlie has recovered his memories, and look at his behavior just now..." Madge's eyes were red, and her voice was choked with sobs due to her panic, "Uncle Hogg, is the marriage between me and Charlie going to change again? You have to help me!"
"Madge, don't cry!"
"Uncle Hogg, what should we do!"
"Don't worry, wait a minute! Charlie now knows that I deliberately hid Larry's identity from him, and he is very angry!" Gilbert also sighed with a headache. "More than that, he also suspected that I did something to him to cause his memory loss! Don't worry, no one can change the commercial marriage of the Hogg family and the Gray family. Let's go downstairs and have dinner first!"
How could she still be in the mood to eat? After the driver arrived, Madge went straight out of the villa.
As the door closed, the expression on Madge's face could no longer be concealed. In addition to the haze, there was more panic.
She was really in a panic.
Charlie's regaining his memories was like a bolt from the blue for her. Ever since Wendy's back, she had been worried that her marriage with Charlie would be affected, now it's...
Her hand was trembling that she succeeded in taking her phone out of her bag several times. She found the bottom number hidden on the screen and dialed it out.
When it was picked up by the person on the other end of the line, it did not seem to be the person she was looking for.
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