Chapter 273 Yvette's Amnesia
Albert couldn't quite put into words the shock he felt; he just saw his hands trembling a bit as he held the diary.
Carefully, he opened the first page. This was the first time Albert had seen Yvette's feelings for him so clearly.
Right there on the first page, some words jumped out at him.
He could almost see Yvette's excited face as she wrote them.
[I ran into Albert again!]
The date was August 28th, the start of school registration that year.
But after that first excited line, the rest of the entries were full of Yvette's confusion and hurt.
[I didn't want to forgive him for breaking his promises, but when I saw him walking towards me, I still said hi. After all, his life in the city is super busy, and he doesn't have time to come back to the countryside to see me. But why did he ignore me when I greeted him? Did he forget about me? Maybe he doesn't want to be friends with a girl from the countryside.]
Albert's hands clenched, but he was careful not to grip too hard, afraid of damaging the diary.
The diary was full of Yvette's complaints, but she never blamed him.
[I asked him if he remembered me. His reaction made me a bit sad. Did he regret it? I heard today that his family is really wealthy, so he doesn't want anything to do with me? Well, rich people don't like to hang out with poor folks from the countryside; it would embarrass him in front of his classmates. But I still can't help but get close to him.]
[The school organized a gratitude event, and our class made bracelets for the teachers. There were a lot of materials left, so I secretly made an extra one. When I was engraving his name, the class president came in and scared me, and I pricked my hand, which kept bleeding. But luckily, the bracelet turned out beautiful. I made it the same size as the grass-woven bracelet I made for him back in the countryside. I wonder if it fits.]
[He wore it! I knew Albert didn't want to be laughed at for having a poor friend from the countryside. He still cares about his image as always. Fine, I'll forgive him.]
[The person I like has someone he likes. Yesterday, he was still wearing the bracelet I gave him, but today he's with Violet. I'm not really heartbroken, just a bit confused, a bit helpless, and a bit sad.]
[They're still together and very much in love. He buys her favorite drinks for everyone on her birthday, and he stands up for her immediately when she's bullied. I'm really envious. I've always wanted to give up, but I keep failing. I've come to understand that he doesn't like me, but what does that have to do with me? As long as I can still see him play basketball, watch him walk, and see his seat when I pass by his class, I'm happy! Why care so much about the outcome? As long as I'm happy, that's enough!]
[For the club performance, Albert's spot is right in front of me! Even though he kept looking at Violet, she was too far ahead to notice. But I could see the back of his head the whole time! He's changed a lot, but it's okay—I haven't.]
Albert's lips were pressed tightly together, his hand on his brow as he tried to keep his emotions in check.
Their memories didn't align; in his mind, Yvette was hardly a significant part of his past.
The bracelet he remembered? That was from Violet.
But in ways he couldn't perceive, Yvette had cherished him deeply, holding him close to her heart with genuine love.
Albert could hardly keep reading; his chest felt like it was about to explode, and his heart twisted painfully, making it hard to breathe.
He gently closed the diary and held it against his chest. His deep eyes were now dim and filled with a suffocating emptiness.
He had been so wrong.
On the hospital bed, Yvette, pale-faced, was still in a deep sleep.
She had woken up, but her moments of clarity were brief.
David watched her with concern but was also grateful he had saved her.
During that time, he noticed Albert starting to investigate Lisa, so he had someone keep an eye on her, fearing she might do something.
Sure enough, he sensed something was off, but by the time he figured it out, Yvette had already been kidnapped.
As he rushed to get there, he saw Yvette running away, chased by several menacing men.
Just as he reached her, she jumped into the fast-flowing river. With the current swiftly carrying her away, David quickly rescued her.
For safety, David took her directly to his friend Alex's hospital, which was very private, to keep Lisa from finding her again.
But unexpectedly, Yvette stayed in a coma for over a month.
David knew Albert had been looking for Yvette, but he didn't even know she was pregnant, which showed he didn't cherish her at all.
Giving Yvette back to him would only cause her more harm.
Lost in thought, the door to the ward was knocked, and Alex walked in to do a routine check-up on Yvette.
Alex said, "Her sleeping more now is helping her recover, so don't worry. She's physically fine; you don't need to be here every day."
David still frowned. "But she's forgotten everything, Alex. How can you say she's fine?"
Alex remarked, "Her physical injuries suggest that her amnesia is due to her psychological defense mechanism, not anything physical."
David's voice was slightly hoarse. "How long will it take for her to recover?"
Alex shrugged. "It could be quick, or she might never recover."
David's face darkened. "How do we treat it?"
Alex shook his head. "For this type of amnesia, we usually focus on psychological therapy, helping the patient work through it. I'm not an expert in this area, so I might not be much help."
David's eyes showed clear disappointment.
Alex quickly added, "But, David, my teacher has extensive experience treating amnesia. As a friend, if you need, I can introduce you to him. You can try, and it might work."
David looked up. "I need it. How do I contact your teacher?"
"My teacher is Lott Allen from Stellaria. I'll explain the situation to him first and then give you his contact information."
David's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he nodded heavily. "Thank you, Alex."
Alex patted his shoulder and turned to leave.
David turned back, looking at Yvette's peaceful sleeping face, and made up his mind.
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