Stuck in you

Chapter 385 Memory Loss

The reason why Linda decided to go back to Ninwell City was that she wanted to see the place where she had lived for a long time. She was hoping that it could help her regained her memories of the past.

No one would ever want to live, unable to remember the past. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

After hearing Eric's story, Rachel couldn't help heaving a sigh. At first, she thought that her aunt would be able to help her remember her childhood memories. She planned to ask her about her complex thoughts and vague dreams about her childhood. But now, it seemed impossible anymore.

Austin was holding an iPad in his hand when he gently pushed the door to Jack's office open. Seeing him standing in front of the window, he called in a low voice, "Mr. Fu?"

There was no response.

He raised his voice and called again. After a long time, Jack finally turned around and glanced at him indifferently. "What's the matter?"

Austin noticed the trace of worry in his boss's deep-set eyes as his brows furrowed. Before he could answer, Jack asked again, "Has Eric gone out?"

He opened his mouth and was about to reply, but Jack pinched between his eyebrows and said, "Forget it. Why are you here, by the way?"

Looking down at the iPad, Austin said slowly, "The Chamber of Commerce of Ninwell City is holding a charity dinner tonight. Mr. Fu, you promised to attend this event a month ago. Are you still going?"

Jack was silent for a few seconds before he turned around and stared outside the window again. Austin could see the serious expression on his face from his reflection on the glass window when he said, "I have something to do tonight, so I can't go. You go on my behalf. It's up to you how much I should donate."

He was not in the mood today because he received the news that Linda Shen had come back to Ninwell City. Did this mean that some secrets in the past were about to be exposed? He couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"Mom, what do you want to eat for dinner?" Eric asked while hanging the clothes that Linda brought with her in the wardrobe.

Linda was already lying in bed. "Forget it. I've had a bowl of noodles at the airport, so I'm still full. You can go home now. I want to recover from jet lag first."

"But..." Eric took a step forward and was about to say something, but Rachel pulled him and shook her head.

One of the changes in Linda was that she became more self-centered now.

Looking at Eric's unshaven face and the dark circles around his eyes, Rachel felt sorry for him. She patted him on the arm and said, "You'd better have a good rest first. If anything happens, she will surely give you a call."

When Rachel returned home, Jack was already there too. He was sitting on the sofa and kept on pressing the TV remote control. His tightly drawn eyebrows showed that he was irritated.

She sat on the sofa and rested her head on his lap. She held a deep breath and said lightly, "Aunt Linda is back today."

"I heard."

His hand that was stroking her messy hair froze suddenly for no reason. He looked uneasy for a short while, but it quickly disappeared. With a smile, he asked, "Where is she now?"

"I have taken her to the hotel under MK Group and checked in under my name. Are you sure you didn't know that?" A hint of slyness flashed across Rachel's eyes.

Jack raised his hand and pinched her nose. "No wonder you came into my arms as soon as you arrived. Are you afraid that I would misunderstand you?"

He chuckled. "I was too busy today, so I truly didn't know."

Rachel sat up quickly and crossed her legs. She twitched her mouth and said, "You know what? I thought that I would finally feel the family affection when my aunt came back. But I didn't expect that she had lost her memory. She couldn't even remember me."

His eyes narrowed.

He was surprised to hear what she said just now, but gradually, a smile appeared on his face. However, when he saw her sagged shoulders and her sad face, he frowned and asked, "What happened? Did something happen to her?"

If Linda had really lost her memory, it meant that she couldn't remember what happened in the past. She wouldn't be able to mention anything to Rachel.

When he knew that Linda had come back, he had been worried the whole time. But now, he slowly felt relieved.

He gently held her in his arm while his other hand toyed with her hair. He then asked in a low voice, "How much chance does she have to regain her memory?"

"I don't know yet. She has to go to the hospital first for a thorough checkup."

The next day, Rachel went to the hotel to visit Linda. She also wanted to take her to the hospital for a checkup, but Linda refused firmly.

Linda put on a black overcoat and took out her room card. She said, "Rachel, I have to go out. If you have something else to do, just go ahead." She then walked out of the room.

Rachel wondered how Linda could go around without her memory, but she also felt inexplicably relieved after knowing that she didn't need to be with her. Since she hadn't seen Linda for many years, she didn't know how to deal with her. She might be under pressure.

In the hospital, the director took a pen and signed his name on the medical records. He then handed the records to Mindy, who heaved a sigh of relief. All of a sudden, a nurse rushed over. Gasping, she said, "Director, we have a new patient in the emergency room. He has acute heart disease."

The director hurriedly stood up. "I'm coming."

As he walked, he couldn't help muttering, "Rachel, when are you coming back?"

Celia went back to work today. Since Rachel talked to the director before, her resignation was not accepted. Instead, she was only given a long vacation leave.

With an intravenous drip bottle in her hand, Celia walked past the director and unintentionally heard what he said. So during her lunch break, she called Rachel to check on her condition and ask when she would come back to work.

Rachel thought for a while and answered with a smile, "I'll go back to work tomorrow."

"Really?" Celia couldn't hide the excitement in her voice. "Since you are not here yet, I have no place to hide when I feel tired from work."

"I thought you miss me. I didn't expect that you only miss my office."

That night, Rachel mentioned to Jack that she was going back to work the next day. To her surprise, he didn't object this time. Instead, he touched her head and said with a smile, "If you want to go back to

work, go ahead. I know that I can't let you stay at home like this for a long time."

"Don't worry. I will be more careful. I will take care of myself well, so you won't worry about me."

Jack nodded slightly. He thought that if Rachel went back to work, she would see Linda less often.

Although Linda had lost her memory, it was still possible that she would remember something from the past at any time.

Actually, he had already arranged someone to follow her secretly. The man reported her whereabouts to him every day, so he would know if in case she suddenly remembered something.

But he had to figure out how to deal with things before she fully recovered from memory loss.

The next morning, Rachel went to the hospital early. Throughout the time that she was resting at home, she had always felt uncomfortable. Now that she was back to her busy life in the hospital, she felt much more alive after a day's work.

Celia walked over to her while stretching. She massaged the back of her neck and said, "I'm so tired. Rachel, why do you still look so energetic?"

"Maybe I was able to rest well in the past two days." Rachel opened her drawer, took out a box of cookies, and tossed it to her.

Celia opened the box hurriedly and stuffed one cookie into her mouth. After eating up all the cookies, she still felt unsatisfied. She asked, "Rachel, do you have more food?"

Rachel shook her head.

Celia pulled a chair and sat down opposite her. She looked at her eyes as if she wanted to say something but stopped on second thought.

"What is it? If you don't tell me now, I'll leave you here," Rachel said.

Pulling Rachel back, she pouted and said pitifully, "Rachel, give me some time to organize my thoughts first."

After being silent for a while, she then said hesitantly, "I met Marcus' mother at the mall yesterday. She asked me to see her in a cafe tomorrow."

"Only the two of you?" Rachel asked.

"Yes." She nodded and propped her chin in the palms of her hands. "I went to the mall yesterday to buy a gift for Marcus. I didn't expect that we were in the same shop, and I would bump into her."

At that time, she was a little nervous since it was her first time to see Marcus' mother in person. She had only seen her on TV and in newspapers before. She even rattled and didn't know what to do.

A shop assistant came to her and asked with a smile, "Miss, do you need anything?"

"I... I'm just taking a look," she stammered in a trembling voice.

As soon as she finished her words, she saw Marcus' mother turn her head and glance at her indifferently. The contempt on her face was too obvious.

Celia pursed her lips and hesitated whether she should greet her or not. Suddenly, she heard the other shop assistant said, "Mrs. Ji, do you know that lady? She is looking at you."

Marcus' mother sneered, "Do you think I know her?"

The shop assistant realized that she seemed to have said something wrong, so she quickly smiled apologetically. "Of course, it's impossible. Come and take a look at these dresses. Do you like them?"

At that moment, Celia, who was about to step forward, froze. She felt angry and embarrassed at the same time. In an instant, mixed emotions surged in her heart. As she recalled the expression she saw in Marcus' mother's eyes just now, it was apparent that she detested her. She lowered her head, turned around, and left silently.

Even if she wanted to fight back, what would she say?

Rachel felt a little distressed after hearing Celia's story.

She thought that if she was in Celia's place, she would never allow anyone to humiliate her just because of her relationship with a man.