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I never believed in memory loss.

So when Ferris looked confused and helpless while calling my name, I only fell it was ironic.

I coldly shook off his hand, my voice carrying exhaustion and mockery: “Ferris stop pretending. I know you definitely haven’t lost your memory.”

His hand that grasped at empty air began fumbling in the air again, as if searching for me, or perhaps searching for something that could still maintain his dignity.

“Aurora… where are you?”

His voice trembled, his eyes bound with thick gauze, unable to see anything.

The wound that had just been bandaged was almost torn open by his own pulling.

I instinctively wanted to reach out and stop him, but ultimately I just stood there without moving.

The nurse quickly gave him a sedative injection.

He finally quieted down, falling into a deep sleep on the hospital bed.

But even before losing consciousness, he was still murmuring:

“Aurora…”

The doctor asked Victoria and me to step out of the room:

“Miss Aurora,” the doctor said seriously, “please don’t agitate the patient anymore. ording to our current diagnosis, Ferris indeed suffered a concussion from the car ident, apanied by brain nerve damage… the memory loss is real.”

“He’s not pretending.”

“There are simr cases both domestically and internationally.”

I lowered my head in thought, puzzled: “Then why does he only remember me?”

The doctor paused and said: “When we were operating on Ferris, he kept calling your name throughout. I suspect his subconscious mind preserved you.”

At that moment, my chest felt like someone had struck it hard, causing a dull ache.

Victoria stood to the side without speaking, but I could see her face looked terrible,

She obviously hadn’t expected that her always arrogant and domineering son would only remember me after losing his memory,

She gritted her teeth and asked the doctor: “His… eyes, can they recover?”

The doctor shook his head with a troubled expression: “Currently, it appears to be permanent vision damage. ss fragments prated the optic

nerves… I’m very sorry.”

“What about his memory? How much can recover?”

“That… depends on the patient’s self–healing situation: Medicine still has many unknowns in this area.”

Victoria’s face turned pale, almost unable to stand.

I looked at her without saying a word.

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Sure enough, soon there were sounds ofmotion downstairs.

“I’m here to see Alpha Ferris, isn’t that allowed?”

It was lord’s voice.

“Sorry, without Victoria’s permission, no one can enter.” The bodyguard remained respectful but firm.

“Do you know who I am?” Ford grabbed the bodyguard’s cor aggressively. et me in, or you’ll regret it.”

I was about to go downstairs to see what was happening when Victoria turned and stared at me.

Her expression had recovered from the earlier panic, bing calm, her voice carrying amanding fone:

“Ferris became like this because he was saving you.”

“What you should do now is stay and take care of him.”

After speaking she turned and walked downstairs.

I stood at the stairway, only hearing her coldly scolding below: “Ferris just fell asleep. Are you sure you want to wake him?”

Ford was obviously guilty, his voice immediately weakening.

Though he spoke arrogantly, what he feared most was actually Ferris.

Not daring to force his way, he could only leave reluctantly.

I returned to the hospital room.

The doctor’s words kept spinning in my mind–nerve damage, permanent blindness, memory loss… it was real.

Not pretending.

I looked at Ferris lying on the hospital bed, feeling a dull ache in my chest.

If he hadn’t lost his memory, having to ept bing blind… he would probably rather die.

He had always been iso /iproud, so particr about perfection, almost unable to tolerate any ws.

The night grew deeper and deeper.

I leaned against the bedside, looking at his profile, and unknowingly fell asleep

When I opened my eyes again, dawn was breaking.

Arge hand was gently stroking my head, the movement careful and cautious

I instantly became alert, raised my head, and saw that Ferris was awake.

“You’re awake?” My voice still carried the hoarseness of just waking up.

Ferris’s hand paused, his expression cautious, like a child who had done something wrong: “I… I’m thirsty.”

I was sturmed, somewhat unustomed to the way he was speaking to me nowb. /b

Looking at this man who had lost all his pride overnight, bI /bcouldn’t bring myself to say anyhing harsh.

He truly didn’t remember anything.

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“Alright, I’ll get you some water.”

I gently moved his hand away, got up to pour a cup of warm water, and har

He fumbled to take the water and drank it carefully.

After a while, he spoke again: “I…”

I sat back down beside him: “Mm, I’m here.”

He said quietly: “I… haven’t been to the bathroom in a long time.”

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