Chapter 465 Mr. Hiroshi's Wife



Day Fifty-Four...

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Mr. Hiroshi felt so grateful for today. It took him a while before he let go of Jane.

"Our Lady! Can you remember me? I'm your Uncle Kazuki!" Kazuki approached them. He was happy for both.

When Jane was still young, Kazuki was always with her as her bodyguard and teacher. He taught her some self-defense during her childhood. That's their kind of play.

Jane couldn't remember anything about her childhood aside from being raised by Miss Frost. As far as she knew she lost her memory after the accident in her childhood days.

'I'm just pretending. I'm not Mr. Hiroshi's real daughter...' Jane was saddened by that thought.

"I was too young at that time. I can't recall anything, Uncle. I'm sorry." Jane apologized.

"No need to apologize. It's okay. As long as you are back to us, Lady Jane." Kazuki smiled tenderly at her.

Jane was taken aback for a moment when he called her name. Did Nathan mention her name to them already?

"Jane?" Jane asked them.

"Yes... that's how we called you back in the day." Kazuki responded gleefully.

"Your real name is Jane Rielle Hiroshi," Mr. Hiroshi added.

Jane was surprised. 'What a coincidence. My name is also Jane.'

Before Jane could realize something, Nathan butted in. "Mr. Hiroshi, I prepared something in the dining area. Let's eat first."

Mr. Hiroshi hesitated for a moment. He wanted to talk to Jane more. But Nathan used this chance so that Jane could eat some food. She hadn't eaten anything yet. Nathan glanced at Jane, giving her a warning look.

She got his message so she supported Nathan's words. "Pa, let's eat. I'm hungry."

Bam!

Nathan unknowingly slammed the table with a dark expression on his face when he noticed the changes in Jane's expression. Kazuki's words reminded Jane of her baby. He found this guy very annoying!

'He should watch his mouth!' Nathan thought to himself, shooting Kazuki a cold sharp glare.

"Jane, don't mind him. I'll support you with whatever your decision in your life. Don't get pressured by your Uncle Kazuki's words." Mr. Hiroshi stepped on Kazuki's foot under the table.

"Aw!" Kazuki got Mr. Hiroshi's hidden message. He wanted him to shut Kazuki's mouth.

"Thanks, Pa." Jane masked her pain with a faint smile. She didn't want to talk about having a baby. She had already lost one.

After a while, everyone finished eating. They went back to the living room.

"Gentlemen... Can I have private time with my daughter? Please excuse us." Mr. Hiroshi requested Nathan and Kazuki to leave.

Nathan and Kazuki had no choice but to obey Mr. Hiroshi. When the two men left, he started to ask Jane about what she could remember in the past.

"How did you survive? What happened to you?" Mr. Hiroshi wanted to know how his daughter managed to survive and how she had been living in the past.

"As far as I could remember, an accident happened and I lost my memory. Then someone saved me. My foster mother raised me like her own daughter. I finished my computer programming course and I started working in different places." Jane based her story on her past. She just omitted the details of being an assassin.

On the other hand, Mr. Hiroshi could only clench his fist. His guilt was consuming him. His daughter had no idea that some people intentionally attacked her and her mother. They staged it as an accident. But the truth was... her mother was assassinated.

"Pa, can I have a look at my mother's face? Do you have a picture of her?" Jane was curious about Mr. Hiroshi's wife.

Mr. Hiroshi bobbed his head. There was a loving look in his eyes as he reminisced about his late wife. He picked up his wallet and took a photo of her, showing it to Jane.

Jane accepted the wallet-size photo only to be surprised by the woman. She had seen her before. She recognized her.

'Wait... this woman... I saw her picture in the Yan Family. She looks like Abigail's mother.' Jane was at a loss for words.

She darted her gaze back and forth between Mr. Hiroshi and the photo in her hand. She had a complicated look on her face.

"My daughter? Is there something wrong?" Mr. Hiroshi sensed the odd expression on her face.

Jane didn't know what to say. If this woman was the same person as Abigail's mother, she wondered if Abigail was also Mr. Hiroshi's daughter. But he was only looking for his 27-year-old daughter.

'Did Mr. Hiroshi's wife have another man?'