Page 78 of Battle with a Billionaire

Julia offered a nervous smile as she fidgeted in the bed. They made small talk until the nurse arrived with her discharge papers.

“Oh,” Grant said as they readied to leave. “I nearly forgot. You’ll need these back.”

He dug into his pocket and removed her wedding ring and engagement ring. She stared at them as he slid them onto her finger.

“Well? Did that do anything? Do you remember?” Sierra asked.

She finally tore her eyes away and shook her head. “No, sorry. It’s a lovely ring, though.”

James awaited them outside. Julia offered him a nervous smile before she shifted her gaze to Grant. Each confused glance she gave him was like a blade to his heart. Each forgotten memory felt like a personal loss, a shared moment erased from their canvas.

“This is James, my driver. Oh, and Sierra’s boyfriend. I don’t want you to find that out the hard way for a second time.”

“Right,” Julia said with a nod. “Hi, James.”

“Mrs. Harrington,” he said with a smile as she slid into the backseat. “Great to have you coming home.”

Grant took her hand as they pulled away from the curb, snaking out of the city to the quiet solitude of Harrington House. As they pulled up to the door, he eyed her. She studied the exterior with a nervous stare. Was anything sparking inside her?

“Anything?” he asked as they stepped out of the car.

“No, sorry,” she said as Kyle and Sierra pulled up behind them.

“It’s okay. It’s good to have you home. Let’s head inside.” He guided her into the foyer. As they stepped inside, he couldn’t help but recall the day they’d first walked into this house together. The moment, a symbol of their new beginning, now contrasted sharply with their fractured story. Worthington awaited them, a soft smile aimed at Julia.

“Mrs. Harrington, so lovely to have you home.”

“Worthington, right?”

“That’s correct, Mrs. Harrington.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t remember you. I wish I did.”

Grant rubbed her shoulder. “It’s okay, Julia.”

“Would you like me to show you to your room?” Worthington asked.

Kyle cleared his throat, his meaning clear.

“Not just yet, Worthington,” Grant said as his muscles tensed. “I need to speak to Julia for a few moments.”

“Why don’t we go into the living room?” Kyle suggested.

“It may be better if I–”

“Not a chance,” Kyle answered. “I think Julia will appreciate the support from all of us.”

Grant’s heart sank. He’d hoped she’d walk into Harrington House and have a miraculous return of all her memories. Instead, she’d looked at the space and the people in it with the same blank stare. She didn’t remember. And now, he’d have to tell her the truth.

With a heavy sigh, he led her to the large space.

She froze as she stepped inside, her eyes lingering on the massive wedding photo of them mounted above the couch. “Whoa.”

Grant let his gaze fall on it, too, a reminder of a day filled with hidden truths that were about to come to light.

“Do you remember anything from that day?” Sierra asked.

Grant held his breath as he waited for the answer, though she only shook her head.

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