The treatment lasted about an hour, after which Sebastian left the room.

After completing the MRAD treatment, the doctors always suggested not going back home right away. Instead, they recommended taking a walk in open spaces and enjoying the scenery, as it would benefit the brain. "Seb, how do you feel after this treatment?" Rosalie asked.

Sebastian gazed at her, suddenly overwhelmed with heartache. He took her hand and said, "You've suffered."

Rosalie was puzzled. "What do you mean? I haven't suffered."

"No, you have. It was all because of Theodore."

Rosalie stiffened. "You..."

"I remember Theodore now," Sebastian said. "He hurt you."

Sebastian pulled her into his arms, his heart aching.

"How could he treat you like that? He even slept with another woman at that estate! I remember we disguised ourselves as wait staff and caught them in the act. How could he do this? You're so wonderful. Why did he hurt you like that?" "Sebastian..." It was good that Sebastian was recovering some of his memories, but they all seemed to be bad ones.

She gently patted Sebastian's back. "That's all in the past. I'm divorced now, so it doesn't matter anymore."

"But to me, it feels like it just happened yesterday," Sebastian let go of her, his eyes red. "It breaks my heart. He's not worthy of you."

"Don't be sad." Rosalie comforted him. "It's all behind me now. I don't feel the pain anymore."

could recover some happier

held her hand tightly, refusing to let go. "Rose, can I hold your hand like this

he couldn't go

the past, but for Sebastian, who had just regained them, they felt like they had

painful memories, she, as his wife,

Rosalie couldn't bear to refuse him. She nodded and said, "Of course

painful memories. His heart must be

Sebastian's heart, yet her naivety

they left the hospital, he pushed the stroller with one hand while holding her hand with the

in the stroller was tranquil,

down the street like a

particularly foreigners, couldn't resist taking a second look at the adorable

at the bustling scene before her, she

filled with hurried pedestrians as if bringing

gentle breeze wafted

brushing against her cheeks

of vehicles and the crowd's chatter created a unique symphony, the hallmark of this city. The towering skyline, set against the morning sun,

scenery along the way. When it was noon,

made a

this

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