Sebastian was lying on the bed, his eyes shut tight and cold sweat beading on his forehead.


    He was trying to recall his memories.


    Some of his memories came as fragments, but he couldn''t piece them together no matter how hard he tried. The harder he tried, the more his head hurt.


    Many times, he wanted to stop and do as Rosalie said, and not think at all. However, he felt very uneasy and was bugged by a nagging feeling he had forgotten something important he must recall. It was a matter of life and death.


    He had forgotten someone important, and he was dangerous.


    No, he had to recall that person. For Rosalie''s sake, he had to!


    When Rosalie returned to Sebastian''s ward and saw him with his eyes shut and breaking out in cold sweat, she hurriedly grabbed a napkin and gently wiped the sweat away from his forehead. "What''s the matter? Do you feel unwell?"


    "Honey, you''re back." Sebastian opened his eyes, then reassured her, “I''m fine.”


    Seeing Sebastian putting up a strong front, Rosalie could guess what was up. "Are you trying to regain your memories?"


    Sebastian nodded, not wanting to lie to her. "Yes, but it doesn''t seem to be working. I can''t remember anything."


    "Don''t make things so difficult for yourself. You''ve just gone through an operation, and recovery is a priority. You shouldn''t overuse your brain. After you recover, I''m sure your memories wille back to you slowly. The more you think about it now, the more you''ll panic, and the harder it is for you to try and recall things.''


    What Rosalie said made sense. Each time Sebastian tried his darnedest to recall things, his mind would draw a nk and he would be in a lot of pain.


    He sighed. "Rose, do you really not mind if I end up not remembering anything for the rest of my life?"


    "It really doesn''t matter," Rosalie said, lifting a hand to pat his chest through the covers. "Don''t worry. Nothing''s more important than you making a full recovery. We can always create new memories, but we only have one life."


    Sebastian sighed. "Okay, let''s create new memories together."


    He believed that the new memories they created together would way surpass their past.


    "Oh yes, Seb. I have something on at night, and won''t be able to have dinner with you." "What''s up?"


    "I''m going to visit my grandma. I haven''t seen her for a while."


    "Your grandma?"


    "Yes. She adopted me after my parents passed away and raised me. She''s like my biological grandmother."


    "Since she''s your grandmother, that makes her my grandmother too. Why don''t I call her?"


    "No." How could he possibly call her? If she found out that Rosalie married him, she might faint from anger. "But we''re husband and wife, and I''m her grandson-inw," Sebastian said.


    “Seb, things are a littleplicated right now. Once you''re fully


    recovered, I''ll exin to you abel


    our past. Just listen to me now, and focus on recuperating."


    Sebastian nodded. "Alright, then."


    Rosalie must have her reasons for saying so. She wouldn''t hurt him on purpose.


    Sebastian wished he could get well right away and listen to her recount their past and what actually happened.


    Soon, night fell.


    Rosalie wanted to bump into Theodore in the hospital like before, but it didn''t happen.


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    Cynthia''s side round the clock.


    After pondering her options, Rosalie decided to call him. She wasn''t sure if Theodore blocked her number,


    e that was what she did to him.