Passionately Devoted to Loving You

At Happy Hour...

“Where’s River? Come out!”

The face of Happy Hour’s owner was covered in cold sweat. He kept raising his hand to wipe his sweat, and he was trembling in fear when he looked at Jasper.

Jasper lit a cigarette and kicked the owner. “If I don’t find the person within ten minutes, get out of Sea City.”

He answered Naomi’s call and heard Naomi yell River’s name.

“River didn’t come here today. Chairman Miller, do you want to go to his house instead? I know where the brat lives!”

At East City Harmony Apartment, Naomi had a terrible headache. She had just undergone a craniotomy six months ago, and her brain could not suffer from any further trauma.

The bastard had been vicious when he attacked her. Naomi felt extremely dizzy.

“Who are you…? Where is this?” Her memory was jumbled up for a moment. As he head throbbed in pain, Naomi sat up slowly.

Her clothes were somewhat dishevelled while she glanced at her surroundings.

“Jaz…”

“You’re not Naomi. Who are you?” River stared warily at Naomi. Naomi had been with him ever since she was a teenager, and it was already a habit for him to hit Naomi. Besides, they were together since they were minors, but when he tore Naomi’s clothes apart just now, he realized… that she was not Naomi.

River suddenly felt somewhat alarmed. Was this woman really not Naomi? Did she really have some sort of relationship with Jasper?

“Are you messing with me?” River gave Victoria a call and yelled, “I don't f*cking care who you are, but who on earth is this woman?! Where’s Naomi?! She’s definitely not Naomi!”

Victoria’s hand—the one that was holding her cell phone—suddenly froze. She clenched her hands tightly into fists.

Not Naomi. She was not Naomi Hamilton.

“How do you know she’s not Naomi Hamilton? Isn’t she Cosmo Hamilton’s younger sister?”

“Do you actually think I’m a fool? Naomi is my woman. I even know the amount of hair she has on her body. Who the hell is this woman?!” River was anxious. His hands trembled violently.

If this woman was very important to Jasper, this would definitely be the end of him.

“Naomi has a birthmark on her chest, but she doesn’t have it!” Naomi had a scar from River under her right rib. He hurt her with a fruit knife, and Naomi had seven stitches because of that. She also did not have that…

River furrowed his eyebrows. He was very certain that this woman was definitely not Naomi.

“If she’s not Naomi, who’s she? Bring a few strands of her hair with hair follicles attached to me…” Victoria’s voice was already quivering. What she feared most was that Summer was still alive.

If this Naomi was not ‘Naomi Hamilton’, then who would she be?

Summer Plath?

But wasn’t Summer already dead?

Why was she still haunting her?

“Who the hell are you?!” After he ended the call, River rushed towards Naomi and grabbed her collar violently. “Where’s Naomi? Where’s Naomi?!”

He had fought with Naomi before she went for the surgery…

It was because Naomi did not want to be with a useless gangster like him. She wanted to look for someone rich. She had enough of this lifestyle.

He initially thought that Naomi had become egoistic after Cosmo became a contracted artist under SN Holdings. But he never could have imagined that this woman was not Naomi at all!

“Summer Plath…” Naomi had a terrible headache. Her name was Summer Plath. Her other memories were still somewhat muddled.

“What?” Her voice was too soft, so River did not hear what Naomi said clearly.

With a loud bang, the door of the apartment was kicked open by Jasper.

“Naomi!” Jasper’s eyes were completely red, and the anger that he was emanating made him seem as if he was seconds away from murdering someone.

“She’s not Naomi! Who is she?! Where is Naomi?!” River retreated nervously, but he still summoned his courage to ask Naomi’s whereabouts.

“Damn you!” Jasper leveled River a cold glare and pulled Summer into his embrace frantically. “I’ve told you not to go anywhere. I was so worried I wouldn’t be able to find you…”

“Jaz…” While dizzy, she grabbed Jasper’s clothes tightly. “My head hurts a lot.”

It was as if Jasper’s heart was grabbed tightly and forcefully by Summer. She called him… Jaz.

“Sum?” He tried to call her, but Jasper felt somewhat conflicted.

If she believed that she was Naomi because of her amnesia, what would happen if her memories recovered…?

If she remembered she was Summer, she would definitely hate him, distance herself from him, and no longer see him.

“Jaz…” Her forehead was red and swollen. Summer’s consciousness became fuzzy as she fainted.

While unconscious, Summer had a dream. She dreamt that she was kidnapped, hunted down, and hit by a car.

The person who saved her was Jasper.