She turned her eyes; there were only a few people in the room, Anthony and a few attendants.
That familiar figure was not there.
Callie remained silent, and Anthony approached knowingly, whispering, “The doctor said you’re fine. The rain has stopped, so Mr. Oconnor went to handle some matters. He will be back soon.”
His voice was gentle, as if afraid Callie might overthink.
Her head throbbed with pain, and she naturally knew what matters he was referring to. “Water…”
An attendant brought it to her.
Callie took a sip and told the doctor she was fine, then leaned back against the headboard for a moment.
The rain outside had indeed stopped.
She hadn’t expected that her lost memories would return on a rainy day like this.
She was now more certain than ever that she was Maevelyn, also known as Maeve.
And the Nelson who had treated her gently had grown into a cold and ruthless Nelson.
She hadn’t expected that the two most important phases of her life were both given to Nelson.
Before amnesia and after amnesia.
What a coincidence.
Nelson, our bond is truly unbreakable, Callie thought to herself.
But such a bond could still be exploited by others. How ridiculous.
Those people were too bold, thinking she would never come back?
Indeed, if she hadn’t found any clues, she might never have known she was Maevelyn.
She didn’t know how much time had passed when the sky outside began to lighten. Callie finally put down her water cup and asked Anthony, “When can I leave here?”
Anthony hesitated. “Mr. Oconnor said you need to wait until the injury heals.”
Callie then noticed the bandage on her forehead. She touched it lightly; it hurt but made her more alert.
“Is it my injury or hers?”
Anthony hesitated even more. “Naturally, it’s yours.”
Callie chuckled softly.
“Miss Ellison took advantage of a moment of inattention, smashed a glass, and cut her wrist. Fortunately, she was discovered in time and wasn’t in any life-threatening danger. In that situation, she specifically asked to see Mr. Oconnor. The Ellison family is influential; Mr. Oconnor’s absence for several days had already raised criticism. He had to be there.”
“Please understand.”
Callie’s smile widened, looking somewhat flamboyant under the fluorescent light.
“The two Ellison sisters have the same way of garnering sympathy. Having a scar is fine, as long as the goal is achieved.”
Anthony didn’t know what to say, so he remained silent.
At that moment, the phone on the bedside table suddenly rang. It was Nelson, likely having calmed Charlotte down.
Callie didn’t answer and hung up directly.
The phone rang again.
So Callie removed the SIM card, finally achieving peace, and tossed it aside.
Anthony watched her series of actions and could almost picture Nelson’s furrowed brow.
In fact, he had already arrived quite late.
When Anthony arrived, he saw Nelson holding an unconscious Callie in his arms, furious. “Get a doctor! Hurry!”
His large hands trembled as they covered her bleeding forehead, his lips even quivering. “Fool, why did you chase the car…”
“It’s my fault, all my fault. I treated you too harshly.” He pressed his face against her forehead, murmuring, “Don’t let anything happen to you. Wake up and hit me if you want. Hit me as much as you like.”
“I’m sorry, Callie… I’m sorry…”
So panicked as if he was about to lose the whole world.
Charlotte, the Ellison family, cooperation – everything was forgotten. His eyes were only on Callie.
He held her like that until the doctor arrived.
Anthony was almost trembling, wanting to say that Callie seemed to have only scratched her forehead, but in the end, he said nothing.