The Goddess Is Obsessed With Me [Complete]

Chapter 89

"So what do we do now?" asked Aris, brushing off her hands, relieved that the situation seemed to be settling down, wondering about the next steps.

"We should look for clues or individuals that could be key to this case. Someone connected to your husband's past would be ideal," mused Lusia, responding to Aris's query while naturally shifting her gaze...

"And we have such a person right here, aside from me," she continued, turning her attention to Elina.

Elina, seemingly aware of Lusia's intentions, stood silently with a complex expression, mixed with confusion and a hint of resignation.

"Elina... I remember that night. In the dark hours before dawn, I saw how you were prepared to face even death to protect your husband," Lusia recalled, her words stirring a sense of bewilderment and guilt in me. It was surprising that Elina, seemingly a stranger in my memory, shared such a deep bond with me.

"Do you know something?" Lusia asked her sharply, her eyes piercing like a detective making a keen inquiry.

Elina maintained silence for a moment, then, with a distant look in her eyes, she finally began to speak.

"The truth is... Harold has lost his mem—"

Zap! Suddenly, an unknown current, like nothing I'd ever felt before, shot through me.

"Ah! What is this pain?!" I screamed, feeling an overwhelming agony as if sparks were exploding inside me.

"Harold?!" Elina stopped speaking abruptly, alarmed by my reaction.

"Aaaah!" My scream, filled with endless pain, worried everyone around me.

"Harold, are you okay?!!"

"What just happened...?" They rushed to my aid, trying various spells to ease my pain, but the torment persisted.

Finally, the intense headache slowly subsided, leaving me with cold sweat on my forehead and gasping for breath as if I had just undergone a strenuous physical activity. "Husband! What just happened?!" Lusia, along with the others, asked me with concern, but I felt frustrated not knowing why I was experiencing such pain.

"I don't know... Sometimes my head just throbs painfully like this, but I don't know why," I replied, feeling helpless.

"Just lend me your head for a moment," Lusia said, placing her hand on my forehead again and chanting a spell. Her expression darkened as if sensing something serious.

"The criminal behind this is more meticulous than I thought... An annoyingly intricate spell is etched in you to prevent exposure of their secrets," she said, looking into my mind, her lips tightening in concern.

"Why are you only saying this now? You should have checked properly earlier!" Aris scolded Lusia, upset that her oversight had caused me harm.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault... I didn't mean to cause you pain, husband," Lusia apologized, seeming genuinely remorseful. I comforted her, not wanting any more discord.

"It's okay, at least we know now, right?" I said, forgiving her. She looked at me with grateful, affectionate eyes and suddenly hugged me in front of everyone, expressing her joy.

"Of course... I'm so happy Harold is my partner... How can someone be so kind?" she exclaimed.

"Get off him!" the others quickly intervened, embarrassed by the display.

Sighing, Lusia reluctantly let go and said, "Back to the main topic, the spell engraved on my husband... When he tries to recall anything from the past or mentions certain trigger words, the spell activates."