Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts

Chapter 69

Ever since bumping into Emma and Aiden, Izzy knew her return to A City couldn't be kept under wraps.

Tonight, Ethan had some social commitments, so Izzy planned to take a cab home. Just as she arrived at the taxi stand, a black Mercedes pulled up beside her. The window rolled down and there was Hunter.

Years had flown by and he barely seemed to have changed, except he looked a lot more worn out as the wrinkles around his eyes seemed to have deepened. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

She froze for a moment, then turned and walked away. She remembered the blaring headline from the newspaper five years ago:

The Chairman of the Galeana Group had made a public statement early in the morning, proclaiming that Izzy, the eldest daughter of the Galeana family, had behaved disgracefully. Hunter planned to sever all father-daughter ties with her, and her future actions would have no connection to the Galeana family.

Years had passed, and her memory had not returned, but she remembered thpse sentences clearly, like a curse reminding her of the fact that she was someone discarded by her own biological father.

She hadn't walked far when Hunter's Mercedes audaciously blocked her path. Hunter's deep voice came from inside the car, "Get in. Don't make me repeat myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, two men in black suits got out of the car, along with Silas, Hunter's secretary, and the butler of the Galeana family, someone she had met once before.

"Miss, please listen to the Chairman and get in the car," Silas looked at Izzy, his voice was low, but there seemed to be a hint of warmth in his eyes.

Izzy gave Silas a cold glance, then said sarcastically, "Who's the one with amnesia here? Have you forgotten that I cut ties with the Galeana family five years ago? My actions have nothing to do with the Galeana family. What's this about?"

Silas was taken aback but quickly replied, "Miss, blood ties can't be severed no matter what." "What a joke." Izzy scoffed, her eyebrows furrowed revealing a fierce look. She stepped past Silas, turned to Hunter, and said defiantly, "Well, I have something to tell you, blood is not the only thing that binds a family since some people can just cut it off without a second thought.”

Hunter’s face turned dark. Looking at the face that was a spitting image of his ex-wife, he gritted his teeth, “It’s been years, and you’re still like a porcupine, always ready to prick anyone who comes near you. Can't you speak nicely?"

"Nice words are for nice people." The implication was clear. In her eyes, he was not a nice person.

She couldn't bring herself to say a few nice words to a man who let his mistress drive his wife to death, let his mistress openly become his son's wife, and then drove his own daughter out of the house.

"Izzy, don't forget I am your father." Hunter's veins were popping out on his hand resting by his side, he seemed to be on the edge of rage.

"Thanks for the reminder. Maybe I should change my last name. I've always been ashamed of it. I'm sure I'll get used to my new name quickly."

Hunter was shaking with anger and he couldn't help but cough. His coughing got worse and soon his face turned red.

However, Izzy didn't see any of this because she was looking into the distance.

Silas quickly stepped forward and patted his back, "Chairman, don't be angry with Miss, she's still a child."

"A child? She's 27." Hunter had nowhere to vent his anger, he couldn't help but smack the car window a few times.

Silas sighed heavily and was at a loss for words as Izzy looked ruthless when she stood aside with her skinny figure, slightly pursed lips, and back straight. She was indeed not the warm girl he remembered.

"Ms. Galeana, this isn't a good place to talk, let's get in the car."

"No need, if you have something to say, say it here. I need to get home." Izzy was resolute and determined not to have anything to do with the Galeana family. Hunter rubbed his temples and was completely out of patience. He waved at the two bodyguards, who stood not too far away. The two bodyguards quickly approached, each grabbing an arm of Izzy’s. Izzy's face turned gloomy, she made a slight move and the bodyguards tightened their grip. She was completely immobilized.

"Get her in the car," Hunter ordered in a deep voice. Izzy glared at Hunter, her eyes seemed to be burning with a flame. Silas looked at the resolute father and daughter, not knowing what to say. He had taken care of Izzy as she grew up, he knew how stubborn she was. If they wanted her to willingly go with her father, they had to use force. Izzy knew her resistance was futile, she couldn't break free from the two burly men by herself, so she gave up struggling and let the bodyguards put her in the car. Once the car door was closed, they let go of her. She sat in the middle, with the bodyguards on both sides, presumably worried about her escaping.

Once Izzy was in the car, her gaze stayed outside. Hunter glanced at her through the rearview mirror, "I heard you got married?"

On hearing this, Izzy's eyelids twitched slightly, but she said nothing. Since Emma knew about her marriage, it was not surprising that he also knew.

"I called you last night, but a man answered, claiming to be your husband."

Izzy leaned back, closing her eyes completely. She hadn't seen any unfamiliar numbers in her call log. So, it must have been Ethan who deleted the call log, knowing that she didn't want to have anything to do with the Galeana family. He always put her first in everything he did.

Maybe the world is fair. Although she never received the love of her parents, she had a husband who cherished her and put her first.

Silas looked at Izzy, who remained silent, feeling anxious, "Miss, the Chairman is just worried about you, at least respond."

No matter what Hunter blabbed about, Izzy just kept her lips sealed. After a while, even Hunter got bored and stopped talking.

After some time, Izzy suddenly remembered she needed to call Ethan. She opened her eyes and was just about to take out her phone when the bodyguard sitting next to her swiped it. Izzy shot him an angry glare. Hunter gave the bodyguard a meaningful look, and he got the hint. He nodded, popped open the back of the phone, took out the battery, and casually tossed it in his own pocket before handing the phone back to Izzy.