“What do you think?” Renee looked at the man eagerly.


    “This is the most delicious coffee I’ve ever had. It reminds me of… an old friend.” Stefan said softly,


    then closed his eyes and took another sip, savouring the smooth and rich vour. Even though he was


    an extremely picky person, this cup of coffee was indeed impable. It was so perfect that he was


    sure he had be addicted to it.


    “That’s for sure. This is my masterpiece.” Renee grinned, lifting her chin proudly. She learned how to


    brew coffee for Stefan’s sake. She became more motivated when she saw how much he enjoyed it,


    and it made her feel that all her efforts were worthwhile.


    Stefan drank more coffee, and his muddled mind felt clearer. Scenes of a familiar woman shed in his


    mind, but he could never see who she was. Whenever he tried, his head started to ache.


    “Damn it!” Stefan groaned, his eyebrows knit tightly as he rested his head in his hands. He looked


    pained, and a thinyer of sweat had appeared on his forehead.


    .


    “What’s wrong?” Renee immediately stepped forward and held his shoulders, asking in concern.


    “I seem to have had this coffee before. It evoked some memories, but they were all so blurry… My


    head hurts so much. It’s so painful!” Stefan’s head was spinning and his breathing was ragged. He felt


    so nauseous he almost threw up.


    “Don’t… Stop thinking about it. Rx, and take deep breaths.” Renee panicked when she remembered


    what the doctor had said. She stroked his back gently, trying to make him rx.


    Stefan’s condition was veryplicated. His brain had undergone major surgery, so he could not


    overwork it. If he forced himself to recall things, it could injure his brain, and could even lead to death.


    Renee had always been careful when she took care of him, and tried her best not to talk too much. He


    had been fine so far, but to her surprise, it had been that small cup of coffee that carried the biggest


    impact.


    “Where did I have this kind of coffee?” Stefan’s thin lips became pale and his low voice was slightly


    shaky. Even though he was in deep pain, he held on and forced himself to recall those memories.


    “There’s always a blurry figure in my mind – a graceful and charming figure in the garden of Hunt


    Vi… D*mn it! My head hurts!”


    Suddenly, he was overwhelmed with rage. He clenched his fists and hit his head repeatedly, breathing


    heavily. “I’m a worthless piece of trash that can’t even use his own brain. What’s the point in living like


    this?!”


    “No, stop that!” Renee quickly pulled him into her embrace and shielded his head with her slender


    arms. Her heart ached for him, and she sobbed, “You’re hurt. It’s normal that you don’t remember


    things. As you recover, you’ll recall those memories, I promise. Don’t hurt yourself this way, or you


    might not be able to remember anything at all.”


    Stefan finally became quiet.


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    Renee’s warm and sweet embrace was like a tranquilliser for him, and Stefan gradually calmed down.


    He was now nestled quietly in her arms like an injured kitten.


    “Everyone will encounter setbacks no matter how strong they are. You’ve always led an easy life, so


    maybe these are some difficulties you’ll have to face. Don’t lose your cool, I promise you’ll get through


    this.” Renee patted his back gently as if she was coaxing Adie or Abby. Her gentle voice and sweet


    scent enveloped him like a soft breeze.


    No man could escape from such tenderness, including Stefan. He was entranced by this woman, and it


    confused him. He grabbed her hand and demanded, “What did you do to me? Why do I always feel


    calm when you’re near me?”


    Renee’s wrist was injured, and his grip reopened her wound. She gasped in pain, and stammered, “I…


    I was just trying to talk some sense into you, I didn’t do anything to you!”