Chapter 588 Misunderstanding2

Amanda Smith's frown deepened slightly as she leaned closer to the mirror, clearly displaying a subtle difference on a small patch of her skin.

Although it was just a small mark, she knew this was no insect bite—it was a kiss mark.

At this thought, Amanda's eyes widened slightly, and a chill suddenly ran down her spine.

If...

Her heart fluttered with unease. If that really was a kiss mark, did that mean last night's dream wasn't just a dream?

Then...

Her eyes widened further as she stared at her reflection in the mirror.

On the mirror, the pale woman had a look of extreme horror, as if she had just woken from a terrible nightmare.

So, Samuel Johnson hadn't lost his memory at all.

The thought flashed through Amanda's mind, sending a shiver through her entire body.

She vigorously rubbed the kiss mark on her neck, desperately trying to erase it, but, even after her skin turned red from the rubbing, the mark stubbornly remained.