The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 226

Chapter 226: Memory Lost

Christopher POV

The words hit me like a physical blow.

Angela, it's me, Christopher, I said, leaning closet. "Don't you recognize me?"

She shook her head slightly, then winced at the movement. Her fingers clutched the white hospital sheets as confusion clouded her

eyes.

How was this possible? She'd only fallen-hit her head on the marble floor. Damn Jack for not reporting the severity immediately. A simple fall shouldn't cause memory loss.

"Ah!

Angela attempted to sit up, only to gasp in pain.

"Don't move," I said, gently pressing her shoulders back against the pillow. "You're injured. You need to rest."

"Where am I? What happened to me?"

"You're in a hospital. Do you remember why you came here? To my island?"

She closed her eyes, clearly trying to force the memories to surface. After several moments, her face contorted in pain.

"My head... it hurts so much when I try to remember."

"Don't push yourself," I said, reaching for a tissue to gently dab at the beads of sweat that had formed on her forehead.

She looked so vulnerable, so different from the strong, defiant woman I knew her to be.

"I want every test done immediately," I told Jack. " I don't care who's waiting, Angela goes first."

"Yes, sir. I'll arrange it now."Jack nodded, already pulling out his phone.

When they wheeled her bed toward radiology, I walked alongside, refusing to leave her.

run from. I

the time

suite the hospital offered, exhaustion finally claiming her. Her breathing had settled into the deep, even

blanket higher, tucking

doctor said from the doorway, "we'll have the complete results by morning.

nodded, not taking my eyes off Angela.

Perhaps you should

coldly. "I'll

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Chapter 226 Memory Lost

beside Angela's

Injured and lost in sleep, she was

me. Angela had come here to rescue Shaw, ly to lose her memory of him of everything. Including the fact that she'd been running from me

with absolute certainty: he could not return to Shaw. Even if she never chase me. I would ensure she

a gift from fate. A

at the sound of footsteps. fack stood over me, draping a jacket across

my voice low. "There's no need to check

light filtered through the blinds when the

at Angela's sleeping form.

she recover?" I

be temporary, resolving in days or weeks. But in some cases,

flipped through his notes. "Familiar surroundings might help trigger her memory.

I assured him, already calculating how to

with the doctor,

her voice tinged with desperation. "There's something important

blocked the doorway, respectfully but firmly.

interrupted, approaching from behind the guard. "What's

her eyes widening slightly as they fixed

just spoke with your doctor about

clearly frustrated. "I need to go. Please understand, it's

to do?"

her mouth to answer, then stopped. Confusion swept across her face as she

But I feel like there's something critical I'm

t had