Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 641

"You're awake!" A warm voice reached my ears, and I knew exactly who it was.

I moved my head and struggled to open my eyes, glancing at the handsome face before me. His eyes were focused on me, and his hand gently brushed my forehead.

"Feeling better? Do you still have a headache?"

I stared at Atlas in confusion, piecing together the events from before. Glancing around, I realized I was in a hospital room.

This made me a bit uneasy, and I looked at Atlas, asking, "Am I sick? Is there something wrong with my head?"

He looked at me affectionately and asked, "Do you feel sick?"

"Then why am I here? How long have I been sleeping?"

Atlas smiled, cleverly responding, "Well, it's lunchtime anyway!"

"I slept that long? Who brought me here? What about Grayson? Wasn't he with me in the office? Oh dear, there's so much I need to handle!"

After saying that, I struggled to sit up, feeling a dull ache in my head.

"Well, it looks like you still remember." Atlas patted my cheek. "Grayson brought you here, and then I rushed over. Are you hungry? Let the doctor check on you again, and then we can grab lunch."

He pressed the call button. Soon, hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor, approaching us.

I intended to ask him many questions, but I held back as soon as the doctor entered.

Instead, the doctor questioned me. Upon seeing that I was fully conscious, he nodded at Atlas.

"Will these episodes continue to happen? For instance, if we talk about past events, would she experience these conditions, faint, or have severe headaches? Should we avoid mentioning those things for now and not stimulate her?"

I silently looked at Atlas, and his expression turned serious.

"No. It's quite the opposite. We should actively stimulate her cerebral cortex, encouraging her to think about these memory fragments. This will accelerate the recovery of her memory."

I grew astonished. It seemed like I indeed had a problem.

"Of course, it depends on her. She doesn’t know the authenticity of these memories, so we can’t completely rule out false memories. This requires careful care and guidance from those around her. I believe she'll soon recall the lost memories with your help."

I felt sorrowful because I didn’t know what I had forgotten.

Atlas thanked the doctor and escorted him out. Meanwhile, I couldn't help but feel increasingly uneasy.