After returning home, the two little ones stuck close to Deanna.
They seemed afraid that if they blinked, Deanna would disappear again.
Deanna naturally noticed their anxiousness and couldn't bear it in her heart.
"At night, do you want to sleep with me?" she offered.
The two little ones widened their eyes in joy and nodded eagerly, "Yes."
Seeing their bright smiles, Deanna knew her invitation was the right decision.
Just as she was thinking about it, she felt a strong gaze and saw Lance standing behind them, looking at her with a hint of resentment in his eyes.
Of course, Deanna understood Lance's gaze and raised an eyebrow, "What? Just because I didn't forbid you from staying, does that mean you won't stay?"
Speaking of which, Lance had clearly agreed to leave once she fell asleep last night, but he ended up staying in her room the whole time.
"It's different."
Lance knew Deanna was referring to last night's incident.
Him staying voluntarily versus being invited to stay had different implications.
Deanna was speechless at his response.
What was the difference?
Before she could say anything, the two little ones grabbed her wrist and chimed in, "Mommy, let Daddy sleep with us at night. Our family hasn't slept together for a long time."
"Mommy, while you were away, Daddy didn't rest well and his old illness flared up. If it weren't for Grandmaster, Daddy might have fallen ill."
The clever little Gregory helped his daddy sell his pitiful act.
Listening to them, Deanna couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart.
This feeling made her believe the little one's words, and she looked at Lance with a worried expression, "Are you sick?"
Upon hearing this, Gregory quickly gave his daddy a meaningful look, signaling him to act weak.
Lance couldn't help but smile wryly. However, contrary to what the little one thought, he honestly replied, "I did have a relapse before, but I've been treated and it's mostly healed now, so you don't need to worry."
Upon hearing this, Gregory was speechless.
He had hinted for his daddy to act weak, but why didn't his daddy understand? If mommy didn't remember them now, he needed to be more affectionate and close to mommy. Who knows when mommy would regain her memories?
Lance had no idea about the little one's thoughts.
He glanced at the time and said, "I'll take Gregory and Chloe to freshen up. You should freshen up too, and we'll come back later."
"Do you need any help?"
Deanna thought that Lance might be too busy taking care of the two children, so she offered to help.
Lance initially didn't want her to tire herself out, but before he could refuse, Chloe beat him to it.
Chloe eagerly said, "I want to bathe with Mommy."
She looked at Deanna with expectation.
"There's a difference between boys and girls. Daddy is a boy, and Chloe is a girl, so Daddy cannot give Chloe a bath."
Seeing the little girl speak so earnestly about the differences between males and females, Deanna couldn't help but chuckle.
Lance was also speechless and then thought of something, quickly explaining, "Although I'm supposed to take her to wash up, it's the servants who will actually take care of her."
Deanna found it amusing to see the man explain to her with such seriousness.
"I didn't say anything."
The two little ones covered their mouths and giggled next to them.
Compared to the warm interaction here, Eula was seething with anger.
She had originally thought that after not finding Deanna for half a month, coupled with the gunshot wound, that bitch should have died in the sea!
But she never expected that the bitch was still alive!
Even more, she was brought back by Lance.
In an instant, she felt that all her planning over this period was just a joke.
Perhaps the only thing that comforted her was that Deanna, the bitch, had lost her memory.
...
The next morning, Deanna woke up naturally, only to find that the two little ones and Lance were no longer in the room.
She didn't pay much attention and got up to wash.
As soon as she went downstairs, she heard an excited voice.
"Deanna, it's really you, that's great, you're finally back."
Julia said as she ran towards Deanna.
Lance and Lionel watched from the side with anxiety, speaking in unison, "Don't!"
But whether it was their words or actions, it was too late.
Julia had already given Deanna a bear hug, her voice choked with emotion, "You bad girl, missing for so many days, not even calling me, do you know how worried I was!"
Seeing the woman who started crying as soon as she hugged her, Deanna slightly frowned, although she wasn't used to it, she didn't feel any resistance in her heart.
And considering the information Lance had previously told her, this should be her best friend.
"Are you Julia?"
"Duh, who else could I be if not Julia."
Julia glared crossly, only to see her friend's unfamiliar and curious gaze, suddenly realizing something was amiss.
A flash of insight crossed her mind, and her face became strange, tentatively asking, "You say that, don't tell me you don't recognize me, did you lose your memory?"
Because she only received the news that Deanna was back this morning, she didn't know the Deanna had lost her memory.