The return of her mories was really exciting news for her.
"You mustn’t rush it, okay!"
Kris Cooper chid in from the side, reminding her in agreent.
The little girl chuckled mischievously, "Got it, Shelina!"
Opposite them, Andre Colin chuckled lightly, and Kris Cooper rolled her eyes in response.
Seeing her happy, the two n tacitly avoided bringing up anything extraneous, just following her lead, chatting about amusing incidents from their ti in Arica.
Since her mory recovery was irreversible, the best approach was to help her sort out her past mories, which would also aid her recovery.
After dinner.
When Vera Wave went to the restroom, Andre Colin again reminded Kris Cooper.
"You can appropriately talk to her about the past, that can also help her piece things together. Also, make sure she gets plenty of rest."
Kris Cooper agreed one by one, and the three of them left the restaurant.
Informing Andre Colin, they got in the car to return to the old house, Vera Wave turned her face sideways, smiling as she observed him driving.
Noticing her gaze, Kris Cooper glanced at her sideways.
"What’s up?"
The little girl took a deep breath and uttered two words.
"I’m happy."
Although she hadn’t fully rembered, many mories of him had already surfaced in her mind.
Just these were enough to prove how much this man adored her back then.
Six years apart, and he would still love her as before.
At this mont, her heart was filled with nothing but joy.
"I’ve already had Tommy Taylor book tickets to the U.S., when the ti cos, we’ll stay a few extra days there, and I’ll take you around New York."
"I think we should consult your parents about this, don’t you think?" Vera Wave asked.
She was well aware that when he said going to the U.S., it ant to register for marriage in Las Vegas.
"They won’t object."
Kris Cooper wasn’t too concerned about this matter; he had always been independent and made his own decisions in life.
Vera Wave thought for a mont, "After work tomorrow, let’s go to your ho and talk to them properly, I don’t want Auntie to think I’m so immature girl."
"Okay."
Kris Cooper agreed with a smile.
Registering in Las Vegas was a minor detail, but announcing the wedding to the public was significant.
He certainly didn’t intend to keep them entirely out of the loop; originally, he planned to speak to his parents alone, but since she would co along, they might as well go together.
By this ti, the car had already arrived near the old house, and he stopped the car to open the door for her.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a shadow in the distance, making Kris Cooper frown. He handed the keys to Vera Wave and asked her to open the door, then turned to stride confidently towards the journalist lurking nearby.
The journalist erged from behind a tree, smiling ingratiatingly.
"Mr. Cooper, I... I ant no harm..."
After waiting here over two hours, they’d finally returned, thinking they could capture an exclusive news piece, only to be discovered instead, leaving the journalist feeling rather helpless.
The journalists were fully aware of his influence in Imperial City.
To avoid antagonizing him, even if they were taking candid shots, they did it with caution.
Now caught red-handed, it was only natural to feel guilty.
"The card!"
"This..."
"mory card!" Kris Cooper pulled out his wallet from his pocket, extracting a wad of cash and presenting it to him, "I’m buying it!"
"Mr. Cooper..."
The man coldly interrupted him.
"Today I’m in a good mood, don’t push to lose my temper."
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