I was a horrible husband, and a scumbag father. Having amnesia wasn’t an excuse. Even so, because of that, I lost my family instantly. In order to save Nero– my son and heir– I killed my daughter Neoma. And then I had to witness Mona, my neglected wife, die in front of me. Why did I have to regain all my memories at that exact moment? I wanted to die with Mona and Neoma. And, just when I thought I could finally be reunited with them, I opened my eyes and realized I turned back time. I returned at the exact moment Mona and I were in the middle of discussing divorce. Divorce? No way in hell would Nikolai divorce Mona this time!
NEOMA WAS shocked.
She knew that Lewis hated her, after all.
Hence, it was a surprise when the boy asked for her help.
[This only means one thing…]
"You're in serious trouble, aren't you?" Neoma asked worriedly. "What happened?"
"I can't tell you yet," Lewis said awkwardly. "But do you think you can provide a temporary housing for my family for a few weeks– a month at max?"
"That won't be a problem."
She said that so confidently because she knew how many buildings, villas, and even penthouses her father owned.
Some of those properties were even under her name.
[Of course, Nero also owns a few buildings here and there.]
"I think I have an apartment building under my name," Neoma said awkwardly. She didn't like flaunting her wealth. But what could she do? She was born with a diamond spoon. "It's in Gangnam, though. If you have a specific place you have to be, then let me know."