After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Chapter 1032 Parting

Chapter 1032 Parting

In Manuel and Doyle's conversation, it became clear that Doyle didn't know a lot of things. If Doyle didn't know, and Besse didn't know, then who did? What happened between Hannah and Besse? He had a feeling that there was a secret hidden in between.

As long as he could figure out what happened, it wouldn't be difficult to bring back Hannah-no, to bring back Besse as Hannah. As long as Oscar was willing to do it. On the other end of the phone line came Oscar's voice.

"No need," he said.

Manuel sighed. Anything could be verified but what he feared most was someone giving up already.

"She's happy now," Oscar continued. "I don't want to disturb her life."

"It's not about disturbing her! You're just giving her the chance to choose whether she wants to go back to being Hannah or continue being Besse..." Manuel argued.

"If she wanted to be Hannah again, she probably wouldn't have lost her memory," Oscar stated bluntly.

Manuel fell silent.

"I've read many reports on amnesia and over 60% believe that aside from physiological reasons, most cases are due to psychological reasons," Oscar explained further. "Experts say that most people forget because they don't want to remember something, so under great influence of an accident they force themselves to forget their past."

"Everyone is different," Manuel said. "How can you be sure that Hannah belongs in the 60%?"

"I can't guarantee anything but I don't want to take away her happiness," Oscar replied softly. "For a long time, she always looked strained when smiling, but now she's doing well. Not just now either. I've investigated the past 4 years on how well she's been living since then. Doyle treats her well too so I don't want to disturb them both unnecessarily."

"Even if you're willing to help make this happen for 'Hannah' even if she has truly given up on you, have you thought about Salem? What about him? Salem and 'Hannah', have you decided to let them pass each other by like this? Is it fair for Salem? Or is it fair for 'Hannah'?" Manuel pressed on with his argument.

"It's unfair," Oscar said bluntly. "There are many things in this world that are unfair, and there is no way to balance them out. I will try my best to make up for what I owe Salem. As for Hannah... she will have her child again, and she will have her own happy family."

"Even so, Hannah is just a substitute for someone else. Didn't I just say that? Doyle doesn't know that Besse is Hannah, so he always thought Besse was just Besse, his childhood sweetheart. The person Doyle likes isn't Hannah but the Besse he thinks she is. What if one day Doyle replaces out the truth? Will their relationship still be good?"

"I can see very clearly whether or not Doyle truly likes Hannah as a person," Oscar said confidently. "I don't have the right to doubt his feelings towards Besse because they're genuine."

So, in the end, Oscar had given up completely. He had given up and decided to help make sure that Hannah was happy.

"Besides," Oscar restrained himself and spoke calmly, "if one day their relationship were not to work out, it would not be too late for me to bring Hannah back into my life."

In other words, Oscar planned on being an eternal backup plan.

If Hannah lived well, he would silently bless her; if things didn't go well with her life, as long as she turned back around, he would bring her back into his life. Everything depended on what Hannah wanted. The highest level of love probably looked like this-love was all about restraining oneself, blessing and waiting.

Manuel understood well that there was nothing he could do about his cousin's decision. He only felt some regret. If it weren't for Hannah's "death", she should have been reunited with Oscar again after everything they went through together, because they were in love with each other. But they ended up forgetting each other due to circumstances beyond their control. This kind of regret would linger on forever.

Putting down his phone, Manuel walked into the room where Susan was crying inconsolably on the bed. She couldn't bear letting go of Besse at all. Manuel felt somewhat helpless since Susan had never looked so sad when she parted from him.

He went over and gently hugged her tightly in his arms.

The greatest happiness in life wasn't the moment of confession of love from two persons. But it was being able to face all kinds of joys and sorrows together.

Oscar sat in his office and put down his phone on the table heavily.

He was indeed swayed by Manuel. Whenever there was a hint of impulse, he would go crazy to restrain himself. The image of Besse smiling sweetly at Doyle would appear in his mind. He shouldn't have gone to disturb her life.

He stood up from his seat and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the window, the cityscape of the Capital city was visible. His eyes moved slightly and his face lifted slightly as well. Oscar was staring at the clear sky above him, not letting the tears in his eyes fall from his eye.

Theodore opened Oscar's office door and saw Oscar standing with his head raised towards the sky outside the window. The words on his lips were swallowed back down again.

There was an unspoken understanding between the two of them-when one of them made a move, they knew what each other wanted to do or what they were doing.

Theodore silently closed the door. At this moment, it was more suitable for Oscar to be alone for a while. Time should be the best medicine but its effect on Oscar was too slow.

A black car was heading for the airport on the bustling streets of the Capital.

Along the way, Besse seemed distracted. Doyle could see that something wasn't right with her mood.

"What's wrong?"

Besse shook her head. She felt so confused too, not knowing why she had so many fond memories of this city. Images of Susan flashed through her mind along with Salem's face; even Michelle and Miguel whom she had only met once before appeared vividly before her eyes along with Una, Manuel, Theodore, and even Oscar.

Everything kept replaying over and over again in her mind without any sign of stopping.