New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 311 Lost Memory

Matthew and Alexander stood frozen, their jaws practically hitting the floor as they processed Claire's words. It felt like they had just heard the craziest thing ever.

the doctor, Alex. Now."

Matthew laughed nervously, trying to play it off. "Ha, good one, Claire. You're joking, right? You remember me, don't you?" He looked at her hopefully, but Claire's confused expression didn't change. Matthew's heart sank as he turned to Alexander, his voice urgent. "Call Alexander didn't waste a second. He nodded and rushed out of the room, his mind racing with worry. Matthew turned back to Claire, who was staring at him with wide, bewildered eyes. "Claire, seriously, it's me, Matthew. Do you remember anything? We're friends. Really good friends." He reached out, gently taking her hand, but she yanked it away like he was on fire.

"Are you crazy?" she snapped, her voice full of distrust. "I don't know you. Why would I remember you?" Matthew felt like he'd been punched in the gut. This couldn't be happening. It was like a bad dream.

Just then, the door swung open, and the doctor walked in, with Alexander right behind him, looking more stressed than ever. "Did she remember anything?" Alexander asked, his eyes darting between Matthew and Claire. Matthew shook his head slowly, his expression grim. "No. Not a thing." Alexander's face paled, and he let out a shaky breath.

"Did she lose her memory again?" Alexander's voice was almost a whisper, like he was scared to even ask. Matthew glanced at Claire, who was watching them both like they were speaking a foreign language. "I don't know," he murmured. "But she looked really lost earlier."

Alexander's mind raced. The last time Claire had lost her memory, things had gotten complicated-really complicated. She had fallen for him back then, and everything had gotten all mixed up. Was this like a reset button? Did she go back to being the old Claire? He stepped closer to her bed, his heart pounding. "Claire, do you know who I am?" he asked softly. Her eyes narrowed in confusion, and she shook her head slowly.

"No, I don't. Should I?" Her voice was cautious, like she didn't trust him either.

Alexander felt his chest tighten. He glanced at the doctor, desperation in his voice. "What's wrong with her?"

The doctor sighed, glancing at his notes. "We need to run some tests to see what's going on," he explained calmly. Matthew jumped in before Alexander could say anything. "Can we do them now? Like, right now?" he asked, his voice almost pleading. The doctor nodded and turned to get everything started.

After what felt like an eternity, they finally wheeled Claire back into the room. Matthew and Alexander jumped up, their eyes locked on the doctor as he walked in behind her. "Doctor, what's going on? Is she okay?" Matthew asked, his voice tight with worry.

The doctor cleared his throat. "Claire has temporary amnesia," he explained gently. Matthew's eyes went wide.

"What?!" he practically shouted, while Alexander just stood there, his mouth hanging open, too stunned to speak.

was pretty serious," the doctor continued. "She

remember?" Matthew's voice cracked, the hope clinging to

be days, weeks... it's hard to tell." He

mix of hope and fear. Claire's eyes darted between them, a hint of panic creeping in. "Who are you guys?" she asked again, her voice shaky. Matthew

is Alexander, he's...your not so good of

to Matthew with a glared.

to him with a slight smirk on his lips. "I'm

not convinced. "If we're friends, why can't I remember

at that. "You hit your head,

been quiet, finally spoke up. "I'm staying too, Claire. I'm not going anywhere." His voice was firm, but there was a softness in

busy today? That's what you said earlier. Or did your schedule suddenly clear out of

it later. Claire is more important right now," Alexander shot back, his tone

watching the

like an old married

her confusion turning into

you both just leave? You're making my head

washing over him. "We're sorry, Claire. We just want to help. Is there anyone you'd like to stay? Maybe someone

at them both, clearly exhausted. "I don't know," she

shaking his head. "You can't

the two of them.

features. "Seriously?" he muttered under his breath. "Even when she's lost her memory,

turning back to Claire. "Okay, I'll stay. Whatever you

look etched on his face. "Are