Chapter 501

Sylvia Lloyd drifted in and out of consciousness, the image of that man fading further and further from her mind until he was gone completely.

...

Hospital.

When Sylvia finally woke up, her head was pounding like someone had swung a baseball bat at her.

"Ow... that hurts," she groaned.

She tried to lift her hand to rub her temples, but before she could, a pair of hands -wrapped in bandages-gently but firmly grabbed hers.

A man's deep, gravelly voice sounded by her bedside, strained with worry and something almost like anger. "So you know it hurts now? Stop moving around!"

Sylvia blinked, disoriented. She turned her head slowly, staring at the man in shock.

Then, suddenly, she screamed.

"Ah! Who are you? Why are you touching me?!”

"What... did you say?" the man muttered, stunned. His jaw clenched and a vein popped out on his forehead as he struggled to keep his emotions in check.

Sylvia shrank back under the covers, clutching them to her chest.

Her scream brought people running from the hallway.

people rushed in, led by Tristan Garcia-his glare could

flinched at his look, then spotted Naomi in the crowd and immediately reached out for

Why am I in a

mouths agape, not

tightly, bursting into tears. "Oh, honey, don't scare me like

quickly called for Dr.

The car accident had been bad besides cuts

scans showed no serious brain

ice-cold and intimidating, as if he

explain the results when he met Sylvia's pale, pleading eyes. A memory flashed-her desperate voice begging him once before: "Chris,

locked for

it looks like the

said, slowly,

memory loss. . she's

you fix it?" Rupert's voice

was like watching someone go about their routine

"She's lost

know. If it's an illness, there's a way to cure

Chris fell silent.

up on Rupert's

and whispered, trembling, "Mom, he's scaring me.

cold and

what did you

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