Even in Darkness She Chose to Rise (Tatiana and Jasper) novel Chapter 370

Chapter 370 The Fractured Mirror

“But didn’t I just get checked? Those people took me earlier.”

“They aren’t to be trusted.”

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Compared to those fierce–looking strangers, she trusted Jasper implicitly. She followed him to the hospital, which Jasper had completely bought out for the day to ensure her privacy during the thorough examination.

But before leaving the house, Tatiana felt uncomfortable. She wanted to change her clothes.

“These clothes are so strange. I don’t want to wear them.”

The “Tatiana” of the past few months had dressed simply and covered herself head–to–toe to avoid attention. But seventeen–year–old Tatiana was at the peak of her vanity–a blooming rose eager to show off her beauty.

Jasper had suitable clothes brought to her. She went into the bathroom to change, but the wound on her shoulder made every movement agonizing. As she hesitated, Jasper called for a maid to assist her.

She let out a breath of relief. yet felt a pang

of disappointment.

Aren’t we husband and wife? she thought. She had expected him to help her himself.

After changing, she instinctively looked into the mirror. The next second, a piercing scream echoed through the room.

Jasper pushed the door open instantly. “What happened?”

“My face… this isn’t my face!”

She had accidentally knocked the hand mirror off the counter, her eyes wide with terror. He pressed a hand to his forehead; he had forgotten to explain this part.

“Calm down. Don’t be afraid. This is you. You were in an accident a while back that caused some damage, so you underwent reconstructive surgery.”

“I had plastic surgery?”

“Yes.”

“Then… why are these scars still here?”

She lifted her hair, revealing the marks on the side of her face. It was the deepest and most

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prominent scar–the one that remained even after healing, while the smaller nicks had faded.

Jasper stared at that scar, losing himself in the sight. He reached out, his fingers ghosting over it with a touch so light it was barely there.

His voice was thick and raspy. “Does it hurt?”

She shook her head blankly. “I don’t remember. How did it happen? Can it be removed?”

That scar hadn’t existed five years ago. It could only have been a souvenir from the night she threw herself into the ocean. Even a year later, it was still a harrowing sight.

His gaze darkened. “I’ll find someone to help fade it. Don’t worry.”

She bit her lip, looking small and vulnerable. “I’m disfigured. Will you still stay with me?”

“I will.”

She went from tears to a radiant smile in an instant. “Jasper, you’re so good to me.”

No, he wasn’t good. He had caused her a lifetime of suffering, injuries, and torment. She had simply forgotten.

Before, she had forgotten everything, including him. Now, she only remembered the time before she turned seventeen–the years when her entire world revolved around him, and her heart belonged to no one else.

If she ever remembered the truth, would she regret those words?

“Let’s get to the hospital.”

She followed him obediently, holding his hand as she underwent a systematic, comprehensive check–up. When the results came in, they matched Jasper’s theory.

“The blood clot in her brain has dissipated, but her central nervous system is in a state of temporary confusion, leading to displaced memories. It’s likely temporary. Barring any accidents, she should recover soon.”

“How soon?”

“If things go well, three months. If not… it could be a year, or even three.”

“Other than that, is her health okay?”

“Your wife’s vital signs are quite healthy. There is no need for concern.”

He returned to the patient room to find her sitting on the edge of the bed, swinging her legs

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