CHAPTER 604 MEMORY RECOVERY

Shane ordered in a loud voice, "Come on. Hurry up, check on him immediately!”

As soon as his voice faded, other doctors and nurses immediately came forward and surrounded the bed.

Yvonne didn't leave either because Elliot was still holding her hand.

The half-hour examination finally ended.

Elliot let go of his hands a few minutes ago because he had no strength.

When Yvonne could finally move her numb hand she walked up to Shane and asked, "How is it?”

Shane wrote on the medical report while answering, " Good news! Elliot’s brain cells are more active now and his brain will start to gain control of his body. In other words, it's getting closer and closer for him to wake up. "

Yvonne smiled happily. "That’s good. That’s good."

Shane put down his pen. "By the way, what did you tell him that he held onto you?”

Yvonne didn’t hide it from him either. She simply said what she told Elliot.

After hearing this, Shane sighed emotionally, "You’re really his deepest obsession. His reactions are all related to you." "But I..." Yvonne looked at the bed with guilt.

She always knew that Elliot had feelings for her.

But she was destined to be unable to respond to him, like how she couldn't respond to Shane.

She and Shane were just friends. She wouldn't be with Shane, let alone Elliot.

She was still Elliot's former sister-in-law.

"I know what you want to say." Shane put his hand on Yvonne's shoulder and gently comforted her softly," It's okay. When Elliot wakes up, I believe he'll let it go, just like me."

He now figured out that love wasn't an obligation - he could choose to let go too.

His understanding of love was that he wanted the person he loved to be happy rather than being together with him.

Yvonne looked at the man in front of her. "Shane..."

Shane put down his hand. "Alright. Let's not talk

about this. You're tired. Go back to have a rest. Elliot's fine here for the time being. You can come back tomorrow."

"Okay." Yvonne nodded, then turned around and left.

After leaving the hospital, she didn't go back to the apartment, but went directly to the company and held a meeting.

It was almost noon when the meeting ended.

Lisa suddenly knocked on the door and came in with a complicated look. "Miss Smith, Mr. Lancaster's here.”

Yvonne was drinking her tea when she heard about Henry. Her eyes flashed. "Where is he?" copyrighted © content.

Lisa pointed to the office door. "Outside."

Yvonne closed her eyes and said, "Let him in."

She knew that whatever came would come soon.

Yesterday, Joe said that Henry's memory would recover. It didn't matter if his memory would be completely recovered, even if only part of it would be recovered, Henry would definitely come to her when h e woke up.

So she had always been mentally prepared.

Now was the time to face this moment.

Lisa responded and turned around to leave the office." Okay, I'm going to let Mr. Lancaster in."

The next moment, the crisp sound of footsteps sounded again, but it wasn't Lisa's high heels. It was the steady sound of men's leather shoes.

Like stepping on her heart, the sound made her tense.

Yvonne raised her eyes to look at the source of the sound. The first thing she noticed was a pair of slender and strong thighs. Above the thighs were Henry's handsome face with self-reproach and eyes with overflowing love.

Seeing him in this way, Yvonne no longer had to ask. She knew that he didn’t just recover some of his memory, but all of it. He remembered everything about their past.

"Why?" Henry walked to Yvonne and stopped. His Adam's apple slipped slightly and he asked hoarsely," Since you're alive, why didn't you tell me back then? Why did you hide your identity when you came back?”

Yvonne's heart ached a little when he asked these two questions. She raised her head slightly and seemed to be suppressing something. Then, she replied coldly," Why didn't I tell you? Do you think

that I didn't want t o? What did you do when I wanted to tell you that I didn't die in that fire? You took Jacqueline back to your villa.”

Henry’s thin lips trembled. "It's not like that. There's a reason why I did that."

"It doesn't matter anymore.” Yvonne suddenly smiled, but her smile didn't reach the bottom of her eyes." Whatever reason it was, I don’t want to hear it. After all, six years have passed and I don't want to know anymore. As for why I wanted to hide my identity when I returned, that's because I want to retaliate against you.”

Henry looked down. "You hate me!”

His tone was very affirmative.

Yvonne held her head and looked at him lazily. "It's obvious, isn’t it? Whether I use the identity of Theo's mother to talk to you or even last night, I've clearly said that I hate you!"

"Why?" Henry looked at her. "Because I brought Jacqueline to the villa back then?"

"That's just one of them. The other reason is that when I was burned beyond recognition in the fire, I struggled to recover and survive, but you forgot me and wanted to marry Jacqueline. How is this different from betraying and abandoning me? Tell me. How can I not hate you?"

Yvonne's eyes were red and filled with tears of hatred.

Henry looked at her and he felt pain in his heart.

He wanted to reach out and hold her in his arms.

In fact, he did that, but before he could touch her, she struggled and got away from him.

She didn’t want him to touch her!

Realizing this, Henry’s face turned pale for a moment. His outstretched hand stopped in the air stiffly before he put it down.

Henry apologized, "I didn’t mean to forget you. I just believed that you were dead at that time. I couldn't accept it for a while. I’m sorry."

Yvonne didn't feel very happy seeing him so humble. 0 n the contrary, she felt complicated.

Yvonne squeezed her palms and forced herself to say indifferently, "I don't want your apologies. There’s no way to clear things up between us. We've already broken up, so your apologies will be worthless."

Henry pursed his thin lips. "I know that it's all my fault. I'll make it up to you in the future. But the reason why I’m here today is because I want to know what happened to you that year. You said that you were burned twice in the fire beyond recognition.

What do you mean by that?"

Yvonne squinted her eyes. "You really want to know?"

Henry nodded.

Yvonne said lightly, "Okay, then I'll tell you about the first fire in the industrial park. When we were evacuating, Jacqueline pushed me out of the car and asked the driver to drive away. I was left in the fire like that. Fortunately, there was a lake at that time. I jumped and escaped."

It sounded like she wasn't telling her story, but a trivial story.

But for Henry, there was a huge killing intent.

How dare she!

How did Jacqueline dare to do that!

"Yvonne..." Henry no longer cared if Yvonne would be willing or not. He went forward and hugged her tightly as if he wanted to viciously press her into his body.

Yvonne didn’t expect that he would do that and she struggled subconsciously, but the more she struggled,

the tighter he held her. She simply gave up.

Furthermore, she felt his hands shaking.

Yvonne asked suddenly, "Are you afraid?"