Chapter 59 Paris

• Both parents regarded me with seriousness as I stormed past them, seething. I couldn't fathom their insistence on my marrying Adele. What did they hope to achieve by pushing this agenda? It remained a constant source of intrigue for me.
• "Do you recall anything, son?" Dad inquired, his gaze fixed on me.
• "No, I don't remember anything. Nothing at all! Are you satisfied? But that doesn't mean I'll bend to your will just because you claim I agreed before the accident. The present is what matters now. Or are you content that you can manipulate me?" I retorted.