Logically speaking, in this world, besides Lily, the only person who could know about Nancy's background would be Andrew.

At this moment, Nancy was at her most vulnerable and helpless. She really hoped that Andrew could tell her the answer.

And she deeply believed that Andrew would never lie to her.

So, she looked at Andrew with longing and anticipation, like a dying person clutching at the last straw of hope, her longing overflowing from her eyes.

Andrew looked at her, just looked at her, his eyes flickering, his lips moved slightly, but finally, he shook his head, "Nan, have you forgotten? I lost my memory. If I remembered, I would definitely tell you about your background, but I... really don't remember."

The light in Nancy's eyes, which had just ignited, dimmed instantly. She lowered her eyelids again, turned over, and pulled the quilt up to cover half of her face, clearly showing that she didn't want to talk to anyone anymore.

Charlie sighed, "Andrew, today is your wedding. You should go back first. We are here with Nan, and I'll call you if anything happens."

Andrew also knew that he had no more use here, and besides Nancy's mental knot, she had no other illness. So, he nodded, "Alright, Charlie, I'll go back first. Let me know if anything happens."

After getting a positive answer from Charlie, he looked at Nancy one more time before leaving with a heavy heart.

Charlie lowered his head, looking at Nancy's face covered by the quilt. He gently tugged at the quilt with his fingers, "Nan, we won't bother you anymore. Lower the quilt, don't stifle yourself."

Nancy stubbornly held onto the quilt, not letting Charlie pull it down. Charlie had no choice but to let her be.

Leaving the ward, Charlie took out his phone and made a call. After the call, he returned to the room.

"Brother-in-law."

Henry looked at Nancy on the hospital bed, anxiously asking, "What should we do? Sister might be shutting herself off. Today's incident was too much of a blow to her."

"Don't worry."

Charlie patted his shoulder and then sat beside him, "I've already called someone. Let's just wait quietly."

"Called someone?"

Henry looked at him in surprise, "Who did you call?"

Even those closest to Nancy couldn't comfort her. Is there really someone in this world who can untie the knot in Nancy's heart?

Charlie curved his lips into a mysterious smile, "Just wait, they'll be here soon."

Henry raised his hand to touch his forehead, unable to think of who Charlie had called. He could only wait patiently.

Half an hour later, a bell-like laughter came from the corridor outside the ward, "Hahaha... I'm free, finally free... la la la... la la la... la la la la la..."

Before the laughter died down, the door to the ward was pushed open, and a girl with a face as cute as a doll skipped in.

"Nan, Nan, my dear Nan, finally someone can talk to me. Get up now!"

The girl didn't care about Nancy's current state, grabbed her arm, and rudely pulled her out of bed.

"Oh, Linda!"

Nancy's originally depressed mood, upon hearing this pleasant voice, felt like a beam of light piercing through a dark room, bringing a glimmer of hope.

She glared at Linda Smith with feigned anger and lowered her head in frustration, "What are you doing? I want to be alone."