“Oh, that’s what you’re worried about. There’s no need to worry-just look up my name, and you’ll see


    that I’ve never made any mistakes. You can just look forward to your fiance regaining his memories.”


    Owen patted his chest proudly. He was confident in his surgical skills and fishing because he never


    failed in them.


    Of course, Seraphina had heard of him. When she conspired with Jovan, they had considered bribing


    Owen, who could do a better job at it. However, after asking around, they learned that Owen was a


    weirdo who didn’t care about money or fame. He treated patients based on his mood, so it would be


    difficult to bribe him. Hence, they chose the second best neurosurgeon, someone who was not as


    skilled as Owen but could be easily controlled.


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    Owen’s confident assurance filled Seraphina with anxiety.


    “You might be right, but Stefan’s condition has finally be stable. He shouldn’t be going through


    surgery again.


    I just want to see him healthy, and it’s not important for him to regain those memories,” Seraphina said


    hypocritically.


    “You don’t have a say in this-only the patient’s words matter here,” Owen said bluntly, and turned to


    Stefan who had been quiet the whole time. “Do you want to regain your memories, Stefan?”


    Stefan replied casually, “I called you here, so of course I do. No one wants to live like a fool. I’d rather


    suffer in pain


    instead of having numb happiness.”


    His life seemed perfect with his smooth career, and caring family and fiancee. There seemed to be


    nothing to upset him, but he felt like a caged animal. He didn’t know what was going on outside, and


    everything he saw and touched was not what he truly wanted.


    Besides, he used to be inplete control of his life, so how could he ept being controlled by


    others instead?


    “Numb happiness?” His words made Seraphina’s eyes water. She walked up to him and held his


    hands. “Do you think being with me is numb happiness? I’m alive, and I’m your fiancee. I’ve soldiered


    through a lot of hardships with you, you know. Do you have any idea how much you’ve hurt me?”


    “I’m sorry…” Guilty, Stefan looked at Seraphina’s pained expression. “I just don’t want to live life


    blindly… not again.”


    Seraphina said desperately, “There’s always a price to pay. Do you insist on opening Pandora’s box?”


    “Yes!” Stefan sounded firm, and his tone brooked no arguments.


    Heaving a long sigh, Seraphina gave up. “I see you won’t change your mind, but you have to bear the


    risks of this, including death. Have you really thought this through?”


    “I can ept that.” After experiencing so many things, Stefan had be insightful and was no longer


    afraid of death.


    “Fine then, do whatever you want! I’ll stop meddling in your business!” Helpless, Seraphina ran out of


    the ward furiously, leaving Stefan and Owen in the ward.


    Owen pulled a chair and sat beside Stefan’s bed, shrugging and smiling teasingly. “I think you made


    her mad.”