He Scorned Me, Now I’m a CEO He Can’t Afford Chapter 37

He Scorned Me, Now I’m a CEO He Can’t Afford Chapter 37

Seeing her blank expression, he sighed.

“Okay, another clue. The little horse carved from aspen wood that you kept by your bed as a kid… do you still have it?”

*Little wooden horse.*

The words were a key, instantly unlocking a door in the deepest part of her memory.

Her head snapped up.

“You’re… Logan?”

Of course she remembered.

When her mother was still alive, a boy two years older had lived next door. His name was Logan.

He had always followed her around. He was chubby back then, a terrible runner and even worse at climbing trees, but he had spent a whole week carving her a one-of-a-kind wooden horse.

They had been inseparable.

Then, just before she started middle school, Logan’s family had moved away for work.

After that, her world had fallen apart.

Her mother died.

Clara and Sharon moved in.

From that day on, she had never truly relaxed again.

But in her few good memories, the years with her mother and the boy next door were the warmest.

She never would have imagined that the man sitting beside her was him.

“You’ve changed so much,” she blurted out.

The Logan she remembered was round and sun-darkened, nothing like the tall, sharp, and steady professional before her now.