I Fell for the Man Who Ruined Me, Then He Forgot He Ever Loved Me Back novel Chapter 317

The crimson fluid smeared across the display, dripping sluggishly over the keyboard.

"Mr. Vaughn!" The driver slammed on the brakes in sheer panic.

Jorrod waved a dismissive hand.

Expelling the blood seemed to have somewhat cleared the agonizing chaos in his mind.

But before he could even reach for a tissue, a second wave surged up his throat.

Jorrod hunched over, clamping a hand over his mouth. Scarlet fluid seeped rapidly through his fingers, dripping steadily onto his black trousers and soaking into the floor mats in dark, morbid stains.

"Turn around." His voice was barely a destroyed croak as he wiped the back of his hand across his mouth. "Back to the hospital."

The driver practically ripped the steering wheel sideways. In the rearview mirror, he could see his boss leaning heavily against the seat, eyes clamped shut, brows furrowed, and a horrifying trail of crimson still fresh on his lips.

Back in the emergency room.

The doctor stared at Jorrod's pale, bloodless face, finally issuing an absolute ultimatum. "Effective immediately, all neurological stimulation and aggressive medication therapies are strictly terminated."

The tight knot between Jorrod's brows remained unyielding.

He tried to argue, but the moment his throat flexed, he broke into a violent fit of coughing, the heavy stench of iron filling the room.

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Fortunately, the bleeding wasn't caused by a fatal disease.

It was diagnosed as an acute stress ulcer, brought on by extreme physical and psychological trauma.

Jorrod completely missed his scheduled meeting.

He stayed in the hospital for three days.

He didn't tell a single soul about his hospitalization—not even Silas Lester—simply writing off his absence as an emergency business trip.

He was officially done with the treatments.

Not by choice, but because the medical staff flat-out refused to let him die in their chair.

The doctor's final words had been blunt: "Stop trying. If you push any further, you'll kill yourself before you remember a single thing."

Stripped of his medical avenues, his only remaining link to the past was The White Phone sitting in his pocket.

Then, he remembered Liana Lowell.

[You can try interacting more with the people and places you encountered during your amnesia.]

Jacqueline's advice echoed in his mind. Without hesitation, Jorrod targeted his younger sister, the only person who had actually lived with them during that lost period.

He booked a table for dinner at the very same restaurant she had forced him to pay for previously.

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