Chapter 202
I don't know how long Katniss whispered beside me, because I have been in a state of soul survival during this time, without much rest, so I couldn't suppress my exhaustion and fell asleep comfortably again. When I woke up the next morning, it was already the second day. I opened my eyes and saw the sunlight streaming in from outside the window. I turned my head and saw Katniss sitting on the bed, sleeping soundly. She had also been tired during this time, and now she was quietly lying on the bed, still holding my hand tightly. At this moment, she was sleeping peacefully, perhaps having cried in her sleep, with dried tears on her face.
The original me was very gentle, and I couldn't stand to see Katniss cry. But at this moment, the anger and pain in my heart had overwhelmed that part of my former gentleness. Quietly watching Katniss sleeping, she seemed very peaceful at the moment, just like before. However, as my gaze shifted down, it landed on her graceful body. At this moment, it was as if my eyes could see through, allowing me to see the countless times Nathan's semen had been left in her body, which made me feel a bit disgusted. Although many days had passed and that semen had long disappeared, it seemed like the traces of it would remain in Katniss's body for a lifetime, never to disappear.
Looking around the room, I didn't see Nathan's figure. I glanced at the clock on the bedside table, and it was just past five o'clock. Normally, Katniss and I would still be cuddling together in bed at this time, lazily sleeping under the covers. Perhaps because I had slept early last night, I woke up early. It had been a long time since I had exercised, and my body was a bit stiff. I wanted to walk around. I gently withdrew my hand, very slowly, not wanting to see Katniss wake up. Maybe she was too tired, as when I pulled my hand back, she just pouted, moved her head slightly, and went back to sleep.
I got out of bed gently, put on my slippers, and walked out. Fortunately, I hadn't been unconscious for long, and my body didn't feel much different. My steps were light, and when I opened the door of the ward, I saw Nathan sleeping on a chair in the corridor. Nathan was sitting on the chair, leaning his head against the wall behind him. It must have been cold in the corridor at night, as Nathan was covered with his own coat. Looking at Nathan's familiar appearance, apart from aging, there was hardly any change. However, the impression he gave me had undergone a huge transformation, especially after the last night on the island, when the two of them wore wedding dresses. My impression of them had completely changed.
Perhaps it was still early, and the hospital was quiet at this time. I looked at my ward number and remembered it, so I wouldn't get lost when I came back. Then I started wandering around the hospital. This was the best hospital in Nightfall City. I slowly made my way to the hospital garden. Maybe because I had been unconscious for a long time, I felt a bit tired after walking for a while. During this time, I had only taken nutritional supplements and hadn't eaten anything, so I was starting to feel hungry.
After strolling in the garden for a while, I found a bench and sat down in my patient gown. Although it was early, there were many patients like me in the hospital garden, exercising. However, I didn't feel like communicating with them at the moment. I just lay lazily on the chair, sunbathing, while my brain was thinking about the choices ahead. My mindset hadn't changed. After I recovered, I planned to deal with my own affairs, then leave with Simon, have a lawyer handle the divorce proceedings, find a place where nobody knew me, where Nathan and Katniss couldn't find me, and raise Simon on my own.
"Honey." "Kevin." Just as I hadn't thought for long, I heard two voices, one male and one female. I opened my eyes and saw Katniss and Nathan running out of the building, looking very nervous and flustered, as if they were looking for me. I didn't respond, just watched them from a distance as they ran around calling my name. I was sitting in the middle of the garden, and soon they spotted me.
"Honey, you scared me. Why did you sneak out alone?" Katniss saw me and quickly ran over, throwing herself into my arms and crying. It was clear that she was very scared.
"Now you're scared? If I leave with Simon in a few days, will you commit suicide?" At this moment, I couldn't help but think in my heart, feeling a hint of worry.
"Kevin, why did you sneak out alone? We called you for a long time, why didn't you respond? You scared us." At this moment, although Nathan knew I had amnesia, he still couldn't face me. While blaming me, I could hear a hint of fear in his words.
"My name is Kevin, right?" I looked at Nathan with a puzzled expression, pretending to be confused and asked. After hearing my words, Nathan was clearly taken aback. Yes, his son had amnesia, had just woken up not long ago, and he hadn't told him his name yet. Nathan was a bit embarrassed by my response. I wouldn't scold my father, nor would I punish him. After all, he was my biological father, and I wouldn't do anything disrespectful.
Katniss was still crying in my arms, showing how scared she was. In the past, when Katniss cried in my arms, I would hold her, patting her back gently to comfort her. But this time, I didn't make any move, just letting my hands hang by my sides. Katniss seemed to sense the difference in my behavior and couldn't help but feel even sadder.
"Alright, let's go back." Unable to bear the scene, Nathan urged, aware of the strange looks from others.
After we returned to the ward, I didn't want to lie down. I hated the hospital and the current environment, and I didn't want to see Nathan and Katniss. Katniss was peeling an apple for me, while Nathan had gone out to buy breakfast.
"Honey, have an apple." Katniss carefully peeled the apple and handed it to me.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to eat." I was very indifferent to Katniss at this moment. I used to love eating apples, but now I didn't want to, perhaps feeling annoyed with Katniss, not wanting to accept any of her kindness.
"If you don't want to eat, that's fine. But why apologize?" Upon hearing my refusal, Katniss was visibly stunned, but managed to force a smile, asking why I apologized. It was clear that my rejection and the tone of apology made her very sad, as if my rejection and apology had completely treated Katniss as a stranger.
"Your name is Kevin Smith, you're my husband, and I'm your wife. My name is Katniss, and you've always called me Katniss." Seeing that I didn't respond, Katniss's face darkened. She then gently introduced herself, as if trying to awaken my memory.
"You're my wife? But why don't I like you now? And there's more." I directly expressed my feelings, even though I was in an amnesic state. Did I love Katniss? Yes, how could years of feelings disappear so easily, but now all my love for her had been overwhelmed by betrayal and hatred. The last words I didn't say out loud were, "And there's more disgust."
Upon hearing my words, the apple that Katniss had spent a lot of time peeling fell to the ground. She couldn't hold back her tears, which flowed from her eyes. My words had already broken her heart. After the apple made a sound as it hit the floor, she realized what had happened. She hurriedly wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, then bent down to pick up the apple.
"It's okay, honey. You don't remember anything now. I don't mind if you forget me or have no feelings for me. We can start over." Katniss said with tears in her eyes, trying to comfort me. After picking up the apple, she cut it in half with a knife. She held the dirty half in her hand, while offering me the clean half.
"Honey, come on, let's start with eating the apple. I'll eat one half, and you eat the other, let's eat together." After saying that, she put the half of the apple that had fallen on the ground, dust and all, into her mouth, took a bite, and held out the clean half to me. Watching Katniss eat the dirty apple, something in my heart seemed to be touched, albeit very lightly. I took the clean half of the apple, put it in my mouth, and started eating. It had been a long time since I had eaten, and my mouth seemed bitter and tasteless. The ordinary apple now tasted very sweet.
Seeing me eat the apple, Katniss finally smiled through her tears. Soon, Nathan returned with breakfast. When he entered the room, he paused slightly. He saw Katniss with tears still in her eyes and me looking indifferent, both of us eating the apple. Nathan's face showed a slight relaxation, perhaps his nerves had been tense these past few days. He still cared a lot about me, but at that moment, his sexual desire took over, and all he could think about was satisfying his desire with the opposite sex.
"Let's have breakfast." Nathan divided the sandwiches into three portions, but Katniss didn't eat. Before I could pick it up, she handed the breakfast to me, surprising both me and Nathan.
"Let me feed you." Katniss said gently, holding the sandwich and offering it to my mouth. Seeing this scene, Nathan's eyes showed a hint of envy and bitterness. He could see Katniss's feelings for me, a kind of affection that he could never snatch away, and one he could never enjoy. He had Katniss's body, but he could never have her complete heart.
"No, I'll do it myself." I snatched the sandwich from Katniss and started eating. Nathan sighed quietly at my behavior, while Katniss's eyes showed a mix of disappointment, sadness, and a hint of bitterness. Her heart might have been broken by my continued aversion to her after losing my memory. I saw Katniss's sad expression from the corner of my eye, and my heart was also filled with sadness. But between Katniss and me, whose heart would ache more?
"By the way, I want to ask you a question. How did I get injured? What exactly happened before I lost my memory?" I continued chewing while speaking clearly. This was indeed the question I wanted to ask because I didn't know what reasons they had come up with to cover up the truth and deceive everyone. After all, Katniss had jumped into the sea with me at the time, and she was even wearing a wedding dress. Jennifer couldn't have missed the fact that her wedding dress had been worn by Katniss, and the incident happened on the island, with only the three of us there.
Upon hearing my question, Nathan and Katniss stopped chewing simultaneously, looking stunned and nervous. They then turned to each other, their eyes filled with fear. Asking such a question at this moment didn't seem abrupt or revealing. In normal circumstances, a person waking up with amnesia would ask, "Who am I? What happened? Why am I injured?" and so on. I looked at them with confusion, waiting for their explanation, wondering if they would tell the truth or a lie.
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