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.

she'd run from. I was her only familiar

by the

in the best private suite the hospital offered, exhaustion finally claiming her. Her breathing had settled into

pulled the blanket higher, tucking it

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

nodded, not taking my

"Sir, I've brought you dinner. Perhaps you should get

I replied coldly. "I'll

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Chapter 226 Memory Lost

they left, I settled into the chair beside Angela's bed, watching the gentle rise and fall of her

now, Injured and lost in sleep, she was beautiful serene,

lost on me. Angela had come here to rescue Shaw, ly to lose her

she never chase me. I would ensure she never went back to the

a gift from fate. A chance to define our

off in the chair because 1 jerked awake at the sound of footsteps. fack

no need to check on us. I don't want anyone disturbing

through the blinds when the doctor

glancing at Angela's sleeping form. "The memory loss

recover?" I

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

help trigger her memory. Places, objects, people she knows well-these could all serve as

to help her recover," I assured him, already calculating how to control which memories might return- and which

with the doctor, I found Angela awake and arguing

voice tinged with desperation. "There's

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

I interrupted, approaching from behind the

slightly as they fixed

your doctor about your condition,"

frowned, clearly frustrated. "I need to

to do?" I asked,

mouth to answer, then stopped. Confusion swept across her face as she realized she couldn't remember seemed so

But I feel like there's

t had