The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy

Chapter 738 Regain Memory

Eliana felt embarrassed.She looked at Maurice and asked hesitantly, "Maurice, is there anything we haven't done?"

Maurice looked puzzled.

"What do you mean?"

Eliana's cheeks flushed as she struggled to find the right words.She cleared her throat and said, "I mean...Have we really had good sex before?"

Maurice was taken aback.He stared at Eliana's delicate face and swallowed hard.

"Why did you ask that?"

Eliana bit her lip and her face grew redder.

"Well, I remembered something when we made love yesterday and..."

She didn't need to speak further.

Maurice's eyes darkened and he was consumed with desire.He pulled Eliana close, raising her chin and kissing her roughly.

The air was filled with so much tension for a moment.

Maurice finally released Eliana when she got out of breath.He rubbed her red lips and looked deep into her eyes.His eyes were filled with unbridled lust.

Maurice smiled tenderly and pulled Eliana closer.

"Don't worry.As your husband, it's my duty to help you remember everything."

Eliana's heart raced as he spoke, and she couldn't help clenching her fists.However, she didn't pull away from him.She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.Her eyelids fluttered slightly which exposed the restlessness she was feeling.

Staring at his beautiful wife, Maurice's heart swelled with more desire.He leaned in and kissed her softly, whispering, "Just relax.I'll take care of you."

Maurice spoke in a soft tone that made Eliana feel relaxed.He gently laid her on the bed and kissed her passionately, exploring every inch of her body.

Eliana was too shy to open her eyes, but she could feel the warmth of Maurice's kisses all over her body.He kissed her scars, the back of her hand, and the scar left on her tummy when she had a caesarean section years ago. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

"Please, don't touch that!" Eliana gasped for breath and tried to escape him, but Maurice pulled her back and continued kissing her.

There was no way she could leave.

After kissing her scars, Maurice held her in his arms and spoke to her with a shaky voice.

"Eliana, I messed up.I should have protected you better and spared you all that pain."

Eliana’s heart swelled with emotion.She slowly opened her eyes and saw that his eyes were heavy with regret.

"From now on, I promise to carry the weight of your scars.Your suffering will be turned into joy," Maurice vowed, looking at her with tender affection.

At that moment, Eliana felt intoxicated by his love.

A sense of relief washed over her and she let her guard down completely.It was almost surreal that there was someone out there who would love and accept her unconditionally.

This man was not just holding her body, he was embracing her soul.

Eliana felt like she was having a long dream.

In the dream, she and Maurice had gone through so much together.

They had gotten to know each other, misunderstand each other, and eventually fall deeply in love.

They had faced all sorts of obstacles but ultimately got married.

And then the accident happened...

The next morning, when Eliana woke up, Maurice was no longer by her side.

All of these memories were not just figments of her imagination.

The sweet and painful experiences they had shared together were real.It all came rushing back to her.

Eliana covered her face with her hands and cried tears of joy.She was a terrible wife for not remembering her own husband.

As she rushed out of the room, Eliana saw Maurice bustling about in the kitchen, with their three children lending a hand.

"Mommy!"

"Aunt!"

They were overjoyed to see her.

Maurice turned around and caught sight of his wife.

Smiling warmly at her, he said, "You're finally awake.Why don't you go freshen up before breakfast?"

Eliana was completely stunned.

Everything seemed like a dream.She was so lucky to have a loving husband and adorable kids by her side.

At that moment, all the difficulties she had faced seemed insignificant.It was as if nothing else mattered.

"Okay," Eliana responded as she got emotional.