Meanwhile, outside Martha's room.
Maxwell stood at the door and knocked gently on the door, his face full of worry.
A soft voice came from the room, "Please come in."
Maxwell heard this and slowly pushed open the door to the room.
As soon as he walked in, he saw his daughter sitting next to the window with an easel in front of her, on which was painted a person he knew too well.
The woman on the portrait had gleaming eyes and a smile in her eyes, as if she was looking and smiling at him across time and space.
Maxwell was lost in thought, looking at the portrait of his wife not far away, and felt like she was standing in front of him.
Martha turned her head to look at the familiar figure and spoke softly to interrupt the man's thoughts.
"Dad."
"Your mother has passed away more than ten years ago. I didn't expect you to still remember what she looked like."
Maxwell looked at his daughter with emotion, his eyes flooded with faint tears.
Martha nodded gently, turned her head to look at her portrait, and said softly, "She is my mother, and I will not forget her."
She was not Stefan who could forget the most important people.
Or perhaps, she and Jimmy were insignificant people to Stefan.
Martha thought of this, slightly lowered her eyes, which revealed a hint of frustration.
Maxwell, keenly aware of his daughter's mood, asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine."
Martha looked back at her father with a smile.
The latter saw her daughter's forced smile and looked at her, feeling sorry.
After a long hesitation in his mind, he looked at her with a concerned face, "Did something happen to Stefan?"
Martha shook her head slightly, the smile on her face slowly disappeared, and finally she replied with a faint smile, "He's fine now."
Maxwell frowned slightly and wanted to ask something more when there was a sudden knock at the door followed by Melissa's loud voice -
"Martha, it's me, I'm coming!"
"Dad, it's Melissa here."
"Then you guys talk."
Maxwell chuckled and turned to leave Martha's room.
As he was walking out the door, he met Melissa, who even said hello.
After Maxwell left, Melissa quickly entered Martha's room and closed the door behind her.
Melissa turned and looked with some concern at her best friend sitting by the window.
"Are you okay?"
Martha shrugged and replied tersely, "It's fine."
Melissa saw her best friend's sad face and felt sorry.
She knew from Eden that Stefan had lost his memory and was verbally abusive to Martha.
After a minute of pondering, she asked out loud, "Did Stefan hurt you with his words?"
Martha froze, then smiled and said lightly, "It's okay. I no longer cared a long time ago."
When Melissa heard this, she became a bit exasperated.
She sat down angrily in her chair, her unhappy voice resonating throughout the room.
"Although it is excusable that he has lost his memory, but how can he do this to you and the child?"
"He doesn't remember us."
Martha responded faintly, with a weird look flashing across her eyes.
Melissa's anger did not dissipate because of this statement, but rather intensified.
"No matter what, he can't be so harsh on his wife and son!"
"He's a patient. Jimmy and I didn't take what he said personally."
Martha obviously saw this, and with a light smile on her lips, she snickered, "And I wonder who's starting to blush?"
The woman sitting in front of her heard this and replied with a shy smile.
"We did get together. Do you blame me?"
"What do I blame you for?"
Martha asked in disbelief, and then thought of something and smiled helplessly, "It's good that you're together."
Melissa heard this and let out a sigh of relief.
"It's good that you don't blame me."
After saying this, she couldn't help but start worrying about Martha again, looking at the latter with a worried face.
"So what are you going to do about it now, between you and Stefan."
"Let him be."
Martha replied in a light tone, not caring in the slightest.
But Melissa, who knew Martha well, knew that Martha would not show it on the surface, but she must be uncomfortable in her heart.
Stefan finally woke up, and yet he treated Martha in such a merciless way.
...
The next day, Martha went to Harrison Group early.
Although Stefan was now awake, she still had some business in Harrison Group to handle.
An hour later, Martha entered Harrison Group building on her high heels and rode the elevator straight to the president's floor.
When she walked into the president's office, Stefan was the only person in the office, and he was sitting at his desk with his head buried in paperwork.
Stefan heard someone enter and looked up coldly in the direction of the door.
His eyes sank as he saw Martha.
"How dare you come here!"
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