My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1967

Hendrix seemed to have finished looking through the medical reports as he put the tablet down and turned to look at me. "Miss Reid, you're one of a kind as well. You're obviously upset, yet you're forcing yourself to smile."

I was speechless.

There was an awkward silence between us.

We stared at each other for a few seconds. I lost this impromptu staring contest. His cone of shamelessness was unbreakable. "Think what you like," I admitted defeat.

Hendrix didn't take advantage of my admission of defeat, which was very rare. Of course, it wasn't out of kindness, but because the attending doctor had just entered the office.

As soon as the doctor came in, he placed a thick medical report on the table in front of Hendrix.

"In summary, Miss Reid's physical condition is rather good. There are a few minor problems that need recuperating. As for..."

"Get to the point." Hendrix didn't give the doctor the chance to continue babbling.

The doctor was very familiar with Hendrix and dared not upset him. He then put on a serious face.

"Miss Reid's loss of memory is probably due to her brain having been cut off from oxygen for an extended period of time, resulting in the damage of the hippocampus. According to the medical report, the possibility of her recovering her memory isn't very high."

at Hendrix and spoke thoughtfully, "As for Mr. Roberts' condition,

won't hold you accountable," Hendrix reassured

a sigh of relief. Cautiously, he explained, "Although both of you were involved in the accident six years ago, your conditions are very different. All is good with Mr. Roberts'

darkened. His eyes gleamed with

taken aback

something that only

the medical field. It's mostly used to ease a patient's emotions..." The doctor pushed his glasses up on his nose. He had a serious expression on his face. "As everyone knows, hypnosis works wonders for memory, which can be the solution to Mr. Roberts' case. However, I'm not a specialized doctor

called out, looking

a look. He only stared into space, not saying anything else. No one

doctor left, Hendrix fell into deep thought. His face was blank while also looking very

him, I didn't dare to provoke him

finally came to his senses. He stood up and took

whispered, "Is there anything you would like to have for

saying that I get

Mr. Roberts? I think it's better for you to decide." Suddenly, I thought of

took a turn and pulled the car up in front

it is for Wynn

and looked at me. He had a "I know what I'm doing" look on his face, indicating that there was no need for me

could I

their own thoughts and feelings. We left him all alone at home. He