Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband
Chapter 1266 - Chapter 1266 Chapter 1266 Return to the Familiar Apartment

Chapter 1266: Chapter 1266: Return to the Familiar Apartment Chapter 1266: Chapter 1266: Return to the Familiar Apartment Of course, this isn’t definite; everything still depends on whether the person will remember what once happened.

After hanging up the phone, Camila Walker turned her head and looked at Lewis Harrison in the driving seat.

“Say, would you like to visit a place?”

Hearing this, Lewis Harrison couldn’t help but turn his head, confusion apparent between his eyebrows, “What place?”

“It’s the apartment where you once lived, where you spent many years.”

Lewis Harrison frowned; at this time, they were just at a crossroads traffic light.

He turned his head, looking puzzled at the woman before him, “The apartment I lived in?”

“Yes.”

“Didn’t I used to live in the villa where you reside now?”

“That villa was purchased later; you lived in an apartment before that,” Camila Walker replied. It seemed that he truly didn’t remember anything of his past.

Hearing this, Lewis Harrison seemed to recall what Mrs. Beckham had once said.

That villa was bought five years ago. Not long after its purchase, Clayton Howard had his accident.

“Where is it?”

“Turn left ahead.”

Arriving in front of a residential area in the city centre, although five years had passed, everything here seemed unchanged. The only difference was that the once luxury apartment now looked somewhat old.

Since Audrey Sawyer died in that accident five years ago, no one had visited the apartment since then; it was still registered under Clayton Howard’s name.

And that key had also been kept with her.

Opening the door, everything inside remained as it was. Speaking of which, Camila Walker hadn’t visited for years either.

In the past, she would come occasionally, but since Belinda Howard was born, she hadn’t come at all.

Everything concerning Clayton Howard had been moved to the villa.

Nowadays, besides some basic furniture, everything here had become empty and void.

As for the stuff Audrey Sawyer used, she had thrown them all away.

Initially, if Linda Robinson hadn’t driven her car into her, Clayton Howard wouldn’t have been shot in the leg while trying to take care of her, nor would he have been knocked off the cliffside by Yale Shaw…

Thinking of the scene from five years ago, Camila Walker’s eyes couldn’t help but moisten.

Walking into the dust-covered living room, Lewis Harrison calmly swept his gaze around, and it seemed as though some images flashed through his mind.

All this, he truly felt as though he had seen it before…

He took steps towards the bedroom.

Opening the room door, there was a two-meter-wide double bed inside. He had no memory of this place, but…

He turned his head, looking at the woman before him.

“Did you also live here once?”

Upon hearing this, Camila Walker was taken aback, then shook her head, “No, at that time, I wasn’t with you… didn’t live together with you.”

Not? So why did his mind faintly remember that it seemed like another woman’s shadow also lived here?

“Right!”

Looking toward the kitchen not far away, Camila Walker walked over, “Do you remember? You were very good at cooking, one time here I–”

She didn’t say the word ‘night,’ abruptly realizing something, and shut her mouth abruptly, her voice coming to a halt.

She corrected herself, “One time, I wanted to cook breakfast for you, and I ended up not knowing how to make anything. In the end, you cooked it yourself, and it was super tasty!”

Hearing this, Lewis Harrison couldn’t help but lower his eyelids, as if trying to recall everything, but in the end, he couldn’t remember anything.

But, she said he could cook?

He, a grown man, could cook?