Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 945

When James heard the question, he looked at Emmy, his gaze soft and warm. Still, he kept his tone casual. “I didn’t really help. She’s just determined to get better on her own.”

The doctor just shook his head, but inside, he was thinking, That’s not it at all. This isn’t about willpower. This woman is healing because she’s surrounded by love. A woman who nearly gave up on life, with a strong, gentle man by her side who only has eyes for her. That does more than any antidepressant ever could. That’s the real therapy here.

Emmy, though, had something else on her mind. “If I can recover from depression this fast, does that mean my memory could come back soon too?”

The doctor thought for a moment, his excitement fading a little. “The brain is complicated. I can’t give you a definite answer.” He paused. “But at the rate you’re improving, it’s very promising. What you need to do is keep building your strength, stay active, and get your metabolism going. The more you do that, the better the chance your memory will return.”

So that’s what Emmy focused on for the next few days. Aside from handling a bit of work remotely now and then, she spent almost all her time working out. Golf and horseback riding, the gentle stuff she’d started with, just weren’t enough anymore. She wanted results, and she wanted them fast. So every morning, half an hour after breakfast, she’d go running on the beach.

James’s wounds had healed well too. He still couldn’t do anything too intense, but jogging alongside Emmy was no problem. Every morning, the beach was cool and breezy. Emmy wore a sports bra and shorts, with James in black athletic gear. He’d always slow his pace to match hers. They ran side by side along the shoreline, leaving a line of footprints in the wet sand.

Sometimes, if Emmy woke up in a good mood, she’d drag James out of bed early so they could watch the sunrise from the rocky hill together. They’d ride their horses at full speed to the base, then climb up to the top. Standing there, they’d watch the red sun burst over the horizon, painting the whole sea gold and pink. Emmy would stretch out her arms and shout into the wind, her face bright and alive. The sickly look she’d had before was completely gone. Now she was bursting with energy, looking every bit the vibrant girl she was meant to be.

That night, after her shower, Emmy was about to settle into bed when her phone buzzed on the nightstand. She glanced at the screen, smiled, and answered. “Mom, you’re still awake?”

Before her mom could say anything, Emmy started rattling off like she was giving a report. “I ran today, three kilometers in the morning and three in the evening, I didn’t skip a thing. I swam for half an hour too, even did breath-holding practice. I ate four meals, finished every one, and I gained half a pound.”

Emmy picked up her phone and glanced at the screen. “It’s May 27, so tomorrow’s the 28th.”

She tried to think. May 28? It wasn’t a holiday. Her birthday wasn’t for another two weeks either. “Is it a special day? Mom, just tell me already.”

Teresa’s voice grew a bit more serious. “Did you forget your phone password? Didn’t I tell you before?”

“It’s your husband’s birthday!”