Chapter 1043
Sheena, drifting in and out of consciousness, could vaguely hear the conversation between
the doctor and Elliot.
Retrograde amnesia?
The cliche memory loss?
When she was fifteen, Sheila injected her with a nerve–damaging drug and pushed her into
the sea.
She had already lost her memory once, and a mere blow to the head would unlikely cause.
it again.
Sheena could not help but wonder if all doctors were like Noah, always exaggerating and scaring the patients‘ families.
She sighed inwardly, unable to open her eyes. The back of her head was still hurting, and she was feeling tired and dizzy.
Sheena remained silent, keeping her eyes closed to rest.
Once the doctor left, the room fell silent again.
Elliot tightly held her hand, and she could feel him trembling violently.
Within minutes, she heard a faint sobbing sound, and she even felt drops of water on the
back of her hand.
Was Elliot crying?
She was confused.
After all, she was still breathing, so why was he acting like she was dead?
As the hot tears continued to fall onto her hand, her heart also started to ache.
Sheena struggled with exhaustion, forcing herself to open her eyes and look at Elliot.
Elliot’s eyes were red, his gaze filled with despair as tears streamed down his handsome.
face.
It was the first time she had seen him in such a tragic state.
weakly moved her fingers, and Elllot immediately noticed, looking up at her.
Nana, you’re awake! Do you feel any discomfort? I’ll get the doctor.”
He was about to get up, but Sheena held onto his hand.
Sheena’s face was pale, and she struggled to speak, “Wh…”
Sheena wanted to ask why he was crying so miserably, but she was so weak that she could not even utter one word.
Elliot stared at her in shock, sensing that she was confused.
Barely having a chance to rejoice, he plunged back into deeper misery.
Tears flowed uncontrollably as he bowed his head, resting his forehead on the back of her
hand as he continued sobbing.
“You really… lost your memory! How could you forget me? How could you…”
Sheena was puzzled.
“We went through so much together, and we have two adorable little babies. How could you forget…‘
Sheena was at a loss for words.
She helplessly looked at the man who was always composed and proud, now crouching
beside her hospital bed as he sobbed.
His towering figure actually appeared fragile at this moment, and he looked pitiful.
It was the first time she had seen Elliot lose control like this, genuinely frightening her.
She sighed, mustering her strength to comfort him.
“Don’t cry, I h–haven’t lost my memory.”
Hearing her voice, Elliot raised his tearful eyes, still harboring doubts.
He sniffled, wiping his red eyes, and asked, “Then who am I?”
Sheena smiled. “My husband.”
“What’s my name?”
“Elliot Jenkins.”
To reassure him, Sheena answered quickly without a hint of hesitation.
Elliot felt a weight lifted off his chest, his rationality slowly returning.
He continued, “What’s the name of our son?”
“Asher Jenkins.”
“And our daughter?”
“Adora Lawson.”
