Chapter 94

Marguerite had a long night, hell, she could hardly remember how it all went down.

When she woke up the next morning, she found herself on the cold, hard floor of her room. No one seemed to give a damn.

She hauled herself up feeling sore all over. After she washed up quickly, she hopped on the bus to the hospital without breakfast.

Now, all she had left was her grandma.

Even though her grandma couldn’t remember her anymore, she believed it was just temporary.

They had so many great times together, so she was sure that her grandma would remember everything one day.

Laverne was still sleeping when Marguerite arrived at the hospital.

She was planning on handling the discharge procedures first, but as soon as she stepped out of the ward, Steven’s assistant, Janie, approached her and said, “Ms. Lockwood, Steven needs you in his office. He said he has something to tell you.”

Marguerite paused for a second. Thinking about her grandma’s memory loss, she figured she did need to visit Steven.

So she asked the security guy at the door to handle her grandma’s discharge, then followed Janie into Steven’s office.

in his scrubs yet. He was just wearing his olive drab uniform and sorting through files on his desk, his hair obviously well–groomed. Seeing Marguerite in, a trace of

took the files, her eyes locked on Steven,“Steven, my grandma has lost her memory.

stopped in its tracks. He looked

lips were pursed

hospital’s

he deftly turned the computer screen towards Marguerite

glanced at the images on the screen, but the complex images

quickly explained, “This is the brain CT scan I did for your grandma two days ago and she was in

now! She really has! She’s forgotten

his narrow eyes were staring

caressed the tip of his nose with his index finger, which was slightly bent, and then returned

her memory, so what exactly are the symptoms? Did she forget everything, or just

her voice filled with loss, “She remembers

forgot about you? What about the things you guys did

everything as long as they are related to me. I mean

memory loss. she repeatedly told her

first

they were things her grandma was proud of and shared with

forget things she often

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