Human ATM: [Yes, yes!! I’m your favorite brother!!]
Please stop adding your own weird adjectives, I thought.
I pretended not to see it: [If you have time, can you come to the hospital?
Human ATM: [Send me the address.]
After sending the location, I added, fearing he might worry: [Don’t worry, it’s
Human ATM: [Okay, big bro will be there soon ^^.]
I reassured him: [No rush, Mr. Evans is with me. My fiancé just came
There was a moment of silence from his end.
Then, a rapid–fire string of shocked question marks.
Human ATM: [Fiancé?? Who the FUCK is he!!?]
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Chapter 2
wants to
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family member.]
It wasn’t long before Derek rushed in.
He was still in a suit, but his sharp haircut and the stud in his left ear clashed with the formal attire.
“Flora…”
Derek sat by my bed, his face a mixture of emotion and anticipation. “So, you only remember me after losing your memory?”
Me: “Uh, actually, I don’t remember you either…”
Derek: “?”
I handed him my phone. “Mr. Evans told me the person with this profile picture is my brother,” I said helpfully.
Derek took the phone, glanced at it, and his mouth twitched. “Why am I named ‘Human ATM‘?”
I was beginning to think everyone I met today needed to be hospitalized more than I did.
“If I knew, would it be called amnesia?”
Derek: “Good point…”
Though my adopted brother seemed a bit unreliable, he was the only family I had right now,
I tugged on his sleeve and asked softly, “Brother, can I be discharged? I want to go home.”
Derek’s heart melted into a puddle. “No problem! I’ll go handle the paperwork right now!”
He hurried to the door, then turned back, clearing his throat.
“By the way, Flora, I forgot to tell you something.“.
I looked up, curious.
Derek took a deep breath and said in a serious, low voice, “At home, you’ve always called me ‘big brother.”
