Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 596

When Westley and Gabrielle arrived at the hospital, Star wasn't asleep yet. Instead, he lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling while the nurse read to him.

The book was in Thai, which was the only language Star could understand for now.

The first thing they planned to do once they were all back in Antawood was to teach the child English.

Later, Westley would reinforce his knowledge in Thai. They didn't want Star to forget his mother tongue, after all.

In the future, their little boy would be able to communicate in two languages. Given his aptitude despite his young age, this should be an easy feat to pull.

"Star, Mom and Dad brought you cakes," Gabrielle crooned as she walked over to the bed. She held up the two cake boxes she was carrying in either hand. "Can you guess which flavors we got?"

Star instantly grinned, his eyes darting back and forth between the treats presented to him.

The child was injured at his waist, so he couldn't sit up just yet. They had to raise the bed to prop him up, and Gabrielle set the boxes in front of him, letting the boy inspect the cakes.

Star sniffed carefully before raising his hands in delight. "This one is strawberry, and that one is chocolate!"

Gabrielle blinked, surprised that her child had guessed correctly, and so quickly, too.

"Our honey is so smart. You're absolutely right. This is strawberry, and this one is chocolate. I wasn't sure what your favorite was, so I bought two flavors. Which one would you like to eat first, Star?" she asked in a soft voice.

"Strawberry! Mom, do we have a strawberry garden in our house?" Star stared up at them as he calmly shot her the question.

Westley glanced at Gabrielle and hesitated. "Star just asked if we had a strawberry garden at home?"

"Strawberry garden? Do you think Star had one before?" Gabrielle turned to him and frowned.

They were clueless about Star's previous life, so they naturally had no idea what to make of his query.

"It's likely," Gabrielle said slowly. "People suffering from amnesia tend to forget the events and details that are painful or traumatic. Yet at the same time, they hold on to long-buried, happy memories. It's possible that Star lived in a place surrounded by a strawberry garden in the past. It must have left quite an impression on him if he's bringing it up now. He did nothing more than smell the scent of the fruit." It was just a guess on her part, but the more she talked, the more convinced she was of the possibility.

Westley agreed as well. All things considered, this seemed to be the most reasonable analysis of Star's situation.

Star had probably loved the strawberry garden near his house, so much so that he kept the memory even after all he had been through.

Gabrielle turned back to the child and took his hand. "You're right, we have a garden. But there are no strawberries at this time of the year, because it's winter. When spring comes, we'll plant more strawberries, and all the other fruits Star likes. Once they are ripe for harvesting, Star will come and help us pick the strawberries, right?" She smiled at the boy and tried to express the promise through her eyes.

Westley, on the other hand, had to translate everything to Star, so he didn't have quite the same emotional moment. He couldn't help but think how tiring and troublesome it was.

With his mixed background, Star was supposed to know how to speak English besides his native Thai.

If they continued to communicate in this manner, throwing sentences back and forth, it would certainly be exhausting.

"Okay!" Star nodded obediently after Westley finished speaking.

"All right, let's have some cake now, Star." Gabrielle moved to the side table to slice a piece of cake.

Then she sat on the edge of the bed and fed the little boy small bites of the dessert. Every time the spoon lifted from the plate, his eyes would brighten with anticipation. Though he didn't eat much, Sta