The Wrong Woman
Chapter 609

Tristan was taken aback. He stared at Nathan and asked, "What did you call me?"

Nathan patted his shoulder. He intensely looked at him with a gentle smile. From his expression, it didn't feel like they were unfamiliar with each other.

It was as if Nathan was meeting a respected elder. He was humble, polite, and gentle.

Tristan was so moved that his fingers trembled slightly. It seemed like he was on the verge of saying something but holding back.

Nathan had given him enough information, so Tristan should be able to understand now. He quickly changed the subject, "Which areas here are not covered by cameras?" Tristan was slightly excited. He grabbed Nathan's hand and led him to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, there was a shower and toilet area cordoned off by a curtain, so the camera couldn't see inside. Then, Tristan pulled Nathan into their room.

There were four cameras in the room, and a curtain was used as a mosquito net over the bed.

Tristan said, "These are the only two areas without cameras."

Nathan nodded and whispered, "That's enough."

His words were like a reassurance to Tristan.

Trembling, Tristan grabbed Nathan's wrist. Tears welled up in his eyes as his gaze filled with anticipation. He wanted to obtain more information, but he didn't dare to ask.

Nathan saw through his confusion and excitement but couldn't say much to avoid being exposed. He could only gently pat Tristan's hand to comfort him.

Trying not to cry, Tristan nodded to show he understood.

Suddenly, Nathan suggested, "Tonight, let's switch places to sleep."

Tristan was surprised, so he asked, "You want to sleep in our room?"

Nathan replied, "Just for one night."

Tristan didn't know what he was up to, but he was sure it was something they couldn't let the cameras see.

He agreed without hesitation, "Okay, you're our new roommate, so feel free to ask for anything you need."

Nathan went and looked around. He asked again, "Is there a razor?"

"Yes."

"And some rubbing alcohol?"

"Yes."

Nathan smiled faintly, then walked over to the dining table to sit down. He gazed at the sky.

Tristan went to join him. He tentatively asked again, "Nate, are you really not afraid of being locked up here?"

"I'm not afraid," Nathan responded.

At this moment, Michaela walked over with the child in her arms to sit beside them. She curiously asked, "Nate, you really don't remember Chubs?" Nathan replied, "I really don't remember."

"My parents came in before. They said she lost her memory and married you. Her identity was stolen, and she's been through a lot these years. They also said..."

Nathan quickly interrupted, "Mom, I really don't remember anything. Please don't mention those things."

He called her "mom" so casually.

Michaela was stunned and dumbfounded. She then looked at Tristan in confusion.

Tristan smiled and nodded at her. After years of marriage, they had formed a good relationship and really understood each other.

As they exchanged gazes, tears welled up in Michaela's eyes. She had understood everything.

Remembering what his parents said about Nathan being the general of a military base in Norvania, they can't imagine how such an important figure could be easily captured and brought here.

There must be a reason that he was here.

Knowing there was hope, the couple's hands began to tremble. They almost lost hope since they had been locked up for too long.

Now, this potential future son-in-law appeared before them. Although he claimed to have amnesia, he mysteriously comforted them with his words.

Even though Nathan was currently unarmed, he was still a symbol of hope.

Tristan and Michaela were afraid of asking too much and feared they might reveal something, so they stopped asking.

As the night fell, there were sounds coming from outside.

Tristan hurriedly stood up. He said, "Dinner's here."

Nathan followed him to have a look.

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