Chapter: 1218

He was looking out of the window because he was waiting for someone.

Sadly, he didn't see whom he wanted so much to see.

Joey told himself that he didn't care about it. If Victor abandoned him, then he didn't want him either. He wouldn't treat Victor as his father. He hadn't had his father's companionship in the past three years. It was not a big deal for him.

But Joey couldn't help but hope his father would come out and tell him that he was joking that day, or perhaps tell him that there were other reasons.

Joey had been having this ambivalent feeling towards Victor for a month and a half now.

The boy sighed. He rolled down the window again and saw a man.

His eyes lit up.

His surprise at seeing the man was fleeting, though.

The man was not Victor, but he looked like Victor.

Joey tried to look at the man more closely.

"He looks familiar," Joey said almost to himself. He wished he could see the man more clearly. He couldn't remember where he had seen the man before.

“Achoo!" Joey sneezed.

“Joey, don't get so close to the window. You might catch a cold,"

Roger said as he quickly rolled up the window and turned up the heat in the car.

Joey nodded and moved himself to the middle of the car seat.

When he looked out of the window again, he didn't see the man anymore. Instead, he saw Rachel walking towards the car.

In the ward, Carson sat on the couch while working on his laptop. He tapped the screen twice, and the word "sent" popped up.

After confirming that the e-mail had been sent, Carson couldn't help yawning. He then glanced at the man on the bed.

“When are you going to tell her you have regained your memories?"

Carson closed the laptop and placed it aside.

Just then Victor threw the file he had been reading into his lap.

"Redo it

Carson picked it up and opened it. He raised his eyebrows as he looked up.

“It's just a fake statement. Why are you so serious?"

Victor just cast an indifferent glance at him as his jaw ticked.