Ch-20 She is one hell of a sexy bimbo.

"Ah, you... What are you doing?"

"Where's my grandmother?"

When Little Red Riding Hood awoke from her coma, she felt sore all over.

The most vivid memory she had in her mind was of the terrifying giant wolf that had been fucking her.

After being penetrated countless times, she couldn't help but pass out.

Looking closely at the face in front of her, the still confused Little Red Riding Hood noticed that her legs were shaking slightly as she tried to gather her thoughts.

The strange sensation left her momentarily dazed, as if she had completely lost her strength and collapsed.

"Don't talk," Ryan said in a low voice, interrupting Little Red Riding Hood before she could ask any more questions.

He looked at her with fiery eyes, as if she were a rare treasure.

In his previous werewolf state, his mind had been clouded by primal instinct, preventing him from feeling anything clearly.

Now that he was fully conscious, he could better appreciate the nuances of his current reality.

How could he describe it?

In two lifetimes combined, he had never experienced such a unique sensation.

"Potion-turned women are really something else," Ryan thought to himself with a deep sigh.

"The difference is amazing. After experiencing this, I might lose interest in ordinary women altogether."

"Where's my grandmother?... Is she okay?"

Little Red Riding Hood grabbed Ryan's arm, her fingers trembling. Her skin was flushed pink and her sorrow was evident.

At that moment, it felt like her whole world had collapsed - she had lost the person she loved most.

"She was eaten by a werewolf," Ryan replied, his tone calm but determined.

"I killed the werewolf and avenged her. Shouldn't you be thanking me for my kindness?"

Ryan looked at Little Red Riding Hood calmly, but he couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath.

She is one hell of a sexy bimbo.

Who could resist such a mastery of the adductor muscles, honed over decades?

Little Red Riding Hood froze at his words, her eyes widening as a mixture of shock and disbelief washed over her.

"Grandmother... eaten by a werewolf?"

The waves of emotion hit her like a storm, leaving her struggling to think clearly. The words echoed in her head, blurring her thoughts.

Her eyes welled with tears as grief overwhelmed her.

'Grandma, gone... How could this happen?'

Ryan watched the dazed girl and patiently tried to comfort her.

This girl was, after all, a victim of tragic circumstances.

Her parents had been killed by the witch, who then used various magic potions to alter her body and brainwash her mind.

Not only did Little Red Riding Hood forget her parents, but she also came to regard the witch, her family's murderer, as her closest relative.

She had unwittingly become an accomplice, luring unsuspecting travelers and villagers to the witch for experiments.

Fortunately, she had met him.

Otherwise, her life would have been ruined forever.

An hour later, Ryan watched as Little Red Riding Hood emerged from the room in a fresh set of clothes.

"What are your plans now?" Ryan asked.

They were now in a village not far from Honglin Village.

Honglin Village, once the wealthiest town in the area, had been abandoned due to the werewolf threat, forcing merchants to change their routes.

This new village, Green Shade Village, had gradually risen to prominence, its population growing from a few hundred to thousands.

The village had expanded over the years, and its bustling market attracted many passing merchants who used it as a resting place.

Ryan had rented a small room here.

"I... I don't know. I can't remember anyone but my grandmother," Little Red Riding Hood murmured, lowering her head.

"It feels like I've forgotten so much."

Her eyes were fixed on the ground, unable to meet Ryan's.

Even though she couldn't fully understand what had happened, her instincts made her feel ashamed.

"You probably have other relatives," Ryan said in a reassuring tone.

"Don't worry. If you can't remember now, you will in time."

It wasn't surprising that Little Red Riding Hood had trouble remembering other family members.

The witch had regularly administered memory altering drugs.

The witch had regularly administered memory-altering potions, erasing parts of her past. Fortunately, the effects of such potions were temporary; in time, the lost memories would return.

During this time, Ryan decided that he would take care of her and guide her until she recovered her memories.

And once she did, he would help her reunite with her family.

When he thought about it, he felt that he really was a good man.