Before N could finish, Spencer stepped in front of her.


    “Ms. Kinsey, Mr. Sumner just woke up. He mentioned that he doesn’t want to see anyone right now and prefers to rest. Perhaps you coulde back this evening or tomorrow?” Spencer suggested.


    N halted and looked at Spencer. “How is he right now?”


    “The doctor has checked on him and said he’s passed the critical phase. He just needs to rest,” Spencer


    answered.


    Hearing this, N finally rxed. “Alright, I’lle back with Buddy tonight.”


    In the ward, Damon heard N’s voice as soon as she reached the door.


    His gaze instinctively turned toward the entrance, where her slender silhouette was faintly visible through the frosted ss. The emotions in his eyes grew increasinglyplex.


    While tumbling down the mountain with N, he had hit his head against a rock. At that moment, memories had started flooding back.


    Five years ago, he had wronged her, and five yearster, he had wronged her even more.


    Damon managed a wry smile filled with bitterness. As he thought about everything he had done and said to her upon their reunion, his heart clenched, causing a pain that felt almost suffocating.


    How could he have treated the woman he loved so cruelly, even in his lost memory?


    To think… she had given birth to their child all on her own.


    He couldn’t imagine how difficult her life must have been over the years, and he didn’t dare to. Just the thought of it felt like a hole had opened in his chest, letting in a chilling draft that prated to his bones.


    The footsteps outside gradually faded away until they vanished.


    Damon closed his eyes. Now that N had a new rtionship, perhaps the best ending for both of them would be <i>to </i>forget the past entirely.


    In the evening…


    When N brought Mason to see Damon, Spencer was feeding him.


    Damon’s hand was broken and in a cast, requiring assistance.


    N approached the bedside. “Mr. Hogg, why don’t I take over?”


    Spencer hesitated for a moment, about to hand the bowl to N when he caught Damon’s cold gaze out of the corner of his eye.


    He quickly withdrew his hand, forcing a smile. “Ms. Kinsey, it’s fine. Mr. Sumner is almost done.”


    N didn’t insist. Damon would be in the hospital for quite a while, so she would have plenty of opportunities to care for him.


    Seeing Damon wrapped up like a mummy, Mason couldn’t help but tear up. “Daddy, does it hurt a lot?”


    During Damon’sa, N had kept Mason away, fearing that the sight of his father unconscious would leave him traumatized.


    Now that Damon was awake, she decided to stop hiding the truth from Mason.


    Damon looked at Mason, his gaze suddenly deepening. Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    This was his first time seeing Mason since regaining his memory. This child, the product of his love with N, bore a striking resemnce to him.


    “Mason, it doesn’t hurt,” he answered.


    “You’re definitely lying! It hurts even when I fall lightly. You rolled down the mountain. How could it not hurt? But you protected Mommy, so you’re my hero!” Mason cheered.


    Meeting Mason’s adoring gaze, Damon felt an unfamiliar warmth swell within him, his expression softening.


    “I’m honored to be your hero,” he replied.


    “Then you need to get better soon. You promised to take me to the amusement park again!” Mason reminded him.


    Damon couldn’t help but smile. “Alright! I’ll recover quickly so I can take you to the amusement park.”