Pampered by My Secret Husband-Chapter 540 - 543: My dear Cecilia has forgotten me

The next second, her wrist tightened.

The man’s body temperature had already penetrated her skin.

Sophie Sullivan instantly snapped out of her daze. So, he was a lecher!

She shook off the man’s hand and raised her right hand, aiming a slap at his fiendishly captivating, somewhat delicate face.

Lucifer was taken aback, and the smile at the corner of his mouth froze.

What had happened to his Cecilia Branford?

The raised hand was caught by the man in midair. Lucifer’s eyes were unfathomably deep as he asked, "Cecilia Branford, don’t you recognize me?"

Shock!

Disbelief!

Sophie Sullivan could hardly believe that this man had uttered the four terrifying words from her nightmares.

Cecilia Branford.

Cecilia Branford...

Was she really Cecilia Branford?

Sophie Sullivan’s face drained of color at a visible speed. She stared in disbelief at Lucifer, her lips slightly parted, "What...what did you say?"

The man was clearly not speaking the language of Country A, yet she could understand him.

Lucifer raised a hand to his forehead, his brows etched with a deep, unshakeable sorrow. "This is truly terrible. My dear Cecilia Branford, you’ve forgotten me."

Sophie Sullivan looked at the man before her and the tall, imposing men in black behind him. Her gaze alternated between him and the men in black as she pondered.

Perhaps because the tall men in black blocked the line of sight, the people Frank Mitchell sent to watch her were obscured and didn’t approach immediately.

"...Who are you?" Sophie Sullivan didn’t know if the man in front of her was a friend or foe.

As someone who had lost her memory, she knew nothing about her past. She also didn’t know who her enemies were. Therefore, she was especially cautious of anyone who could utter the name from her nightmares.

Her wary gaze, fixed on him, pained Lucifer. He lowered the hand he’d pressed to his troubled forehead, a slight smile playing on his lips. "I am Lucifer. We grew up together. In the language of Country A, that means we’re childhood sweethearts."

"Friend?"

Still doubting, Lucifer bent down and gave her a warm cheek to cheek greeting.

Then, with strong and powerful arms, he hugged her tightly.

Sophie Sullivan was dumbstruck, completely unresponsive. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Lucifer’s chin rested on her shoulder, and he gently nuzzled it. "Cecilia Branford, I’ve finally found you."

"Wait."

Sophie Sullivan, having regained her senses, pushed Lucifer away. "What country are you from?"

Lucifer was fluent in several languages. His Country A speech was particularly articulate and perfectly accented due to his relationship with Cecilia Branford. However, his appearance was not that of someone from Country A.

"Did you lose your memory?" Lucifer found a suspicious point.

From their first meeting, she hadn’t recognized him. Now she was asking who he was and what country he was from. Her gaze was entirely unfamiliar.

It wasn’t the cunning she used to show when playing pranks. Various signs indicated that his Cecilia Branford might have lost her memory! She had forgotten everything, including him.

Sophie Sullivan’s face showed a hint of displeasure. "You answer me first."

"Country F. I am a Person of Country F, and so are you."

"Liar!"

Sophie Sullivan pushed Lucifer away, stepping back a few paces and staring coldly at him. "I am not a Person of Country F, nor am I Cecilia Branford. My name is Sophie Sullivan, and I am from Country A."

Lucifer’s head throbbed with pain. He raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his high nose. "This isn’t the place to talk. Cecilia Branford, I think you also know someone is watching you. Do you want to leave here?"