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.

I wasn't the man she'd run from. I was her only familiar anchor in a world suddenly made

had fallen by the time all

now lay in the best private suite the hospital offered, exhaustion finally

blanket higher, tucking it

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

taking my

brought you dinner. Perhaps you should get some rest, sir. I can stay

I replied coldly. "I'll

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Chapter 226 Memory Lost

settled into the chair beside Angela's bed, watching the gentle rise

in sleep,

lose her memory of him of everything. Including the fact that she'd been running from me just

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

from fate. A chance to

at the sound of

I hissed, keeping my voice low. "There's no need to check on us. I don't want

through the blinds when the doctor returned with

has a mild concussion," he explained, glancing at Angela's sleeping form.

recover?" I

type of amnesia can be temporary, resolving in days or weeks. But

his notes. "Familiar surroundings might help trigger her memory. Places, objects, people she knows well-these could

her recover," I assured him, already calculating how to control which memories might

the doctor, I found Angela awake and

insisted, her voice tinged with desperation. "There's

firmly. "I'm sorry, ma'am. Mr. Blake

I interrupted, approaching from behind the guard.

turned, her eyes widening slightly as they fixed on

just spoke with your doctor about your condition," I said

clearly frustrated. "I need to go.

need to

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

feel like there's something

t had