Chapter 169: Trust

"Even if I haven't lost my memory, your trust in me isn't what I remember," Stacey said, disappointed and angry. "Or could it be that you've been lying to me?" Matthew clenched his jaw, "I never lied to you." Stacey's voice was stone cold, "I can't trust you anymore. Cancel the wedding!" She turned and stormed off. A person nearby stepped towards Matthew, "Sir, should we keep an eye on her or hold her until tomorrow's wedding?" "Get lost!" Matthew's voice was icy, "Don't be stupid!" He couldn't afford to make Stacey hate him more. Stacey's memory wasn't right because he had tampered with it, replacing Conor's image with his own. No wonder Stacey trusted Conor so much. Their bond was stronger than Matthew thought. Stacey went to her room, shutting the door behind her. She looked in the mirror at her neck. Just as she expected, there was a handprint. That Aurora, she was so rough. And she was incredibly tall. She could easily be a model. The venomous green snake belonged