Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell



"You remember who he is? Who?"

Wendell and Francis looked at Carlisle in confusion.

"Patrick!"

Carlisle sat back down.

That was what his classmates called him when they met upstairs.

Carlisle hadn't been listening to Wendell at all.

He had been trying to place his finger on Patrick's identity.

Now, he finally remembered.

Patrick had been Wanda's husband in their previous life.

"Who is he?" Francis asked.

Carlisle shook his head and did not explain further.

Patrick had appeared, but Wanda's marriage alliance was with the Martells.

Carlisle wondered why Wanda had ended up marrying Patrick in her past life instead.

He had thought about it before and had considered all kinds of possibilities.

Had Wanda's original partner died?

Had the Martells found a better choice?

Or, had Patrick used despicable means to marry Wanda?

Carlisle shook himself violently.

Why was he thinking about all that?

The events of the past life belonged there.

In this life, Wanda would only be his.

Carlisle picked up his wine glass and took a huge gulp.

He looked at Wendell and asked, "When will we deliver the goods?"

He could not wait to see Wanda, whom he had been pining after since she left.

"The delivery time is the day after tomorrow. Before we deliver the supplies, people from the Martells will verify our identities."

Wendell retrieved some folded papers from inside his down jacket and handed them to Carlisle.

"This is the identity that the deputy director of human resources got for you. Try your best to memorize it by tomorrow!"

"Why does it seem like we're going to be spies?" Francis muttered.

"That's not far from the truth!"

Wendell's gaze swept over Francis.

"The Martells' influence is greater than even some criminal organizations. They don't want the outside world to know about this hospital, so the level of security is very high!"

Carlisle opened the document.

There were five pieces of paper with information about a family printed on them.

Carlisle would assume Howard Lawson's identity.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Howard was 21 years old and lived in Caulitorna, Skyville, Goldmore, in a town called Nimbustown. His house was on Sunnyvale Street, No.35.

His family consisted of his father, mother, and sister. Gideon Lawson was a 46-year-old physics teacher at Nimbustown's junior high school, while his mother, Lucinda Lark, was a 42-year-old literature teacher at the same school. Howard's younger sister, Sharon, was 19 years old and studying business management in her second year of university at Caltopia College.

Howard's introduction said that he had good character and good grades. He had been one of the top students from kindergarten to high school. Right before the college entrance exams, he was suddenly diagnosed with a mental disorder.

After that, his aunt brought him overseas to receive treatment for two years. Although his condition was brought under control, he could not continue studying. Gideon used his connections to get him a job as a warehouse porter at one of the fresh produce companies in Yorksle.

"Isn't Howard still employed at the company? How can I go and deliver supplies in his stead? "Carlisle asked in confusion.

Wendell ate a mouthful of fish stew and explained, "Howard isn't part of the company at all. He never returned after being sent abroad for treatment. This introduction was composed by the human resources department!"

Carlisle nodded and asked, "Have you arranged everything at the warehouse?"

Wendell grinned.

"Why do you think I spent so much money?"

He took out a bill from his pocket and gave it to Carlisle.

"These are our expenses over this period of time. We even noted it down whenever we

bought bottles of water!"

Carlisle took the bill and glanced at it. There were hundreds of transactions recorded on it. Most of the money had been used to oil the wheels for what they had to do.