Chapter 67 He Is Alive, But He Is Dead

First hospital.

These two documents contained the same person!

The medical examination report of Celia Ling.

Brain: normal;

Heart and lung: good;

Intestines and stomach: weak;

Four limbs: his left fingers had been damaged;

On the way back, Carlos repeatedly thought of the detailed medical examination report.

He asked the doctor. "Will she lose her past memory before she is seriously injured in her brain?"

"It's also likely that she has been suffering from a temporary amnesia because of psychological
problems," answered the doctor

"Then how long will it take to recover?"

"It depends on the situation of each person. Because of different circumstances, some people may
soon recover their memories, while some people may not even be able to recover in ten years. What's
more..."

On that day, both the doctor and Boris thought Carlos was very strange.

He didn't mention anything about sisters or something like that, but insisted on studying Celia if she
had short amnesia.



How could he be so confident to conclude that these two people were the same person?

In fact, no one knew what Carlos was thinking.

From the hospital to the manor, Boris felt that his young master was too calm.

However, there was always no difference, and that was the biggest difference.

When they got out of the car, Carlos told him some business matters. He even joked with him for the
first time.

Boris didn't feel amused. On the contrary, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Where is my ladyship?"

As soon as Carlos entered the house, he asked Grace.

"Both ladyship and the young master have fallen asleep,"

"Tell Mrs. Gu to get up and tell her that I'm waiting for her in the hot spring pool."

Grace froze for a second and nodded. "Yes."

In the hot spring pool, there was clear and bright water, which was suitable to the temperature. On the
table next to the pool, there was an exquisite French cuisine, black tea, fragrant and reckless.

However, these things were far less attractive to Celia now than to sleep.

She didn't wear any make-up, and her messy hair was casually tied up behind her head. When she
saw Carlos not far away, she walked towards him in a lazy way.



Before she could completely get close to him, he suddenly walked over and hugged her. She
exclaimed.

When she was angry and embarrassed, the smile at the corner of his mouth made her lose her temper.

"Lazy bug."

He gently rubbed the tip of her nose and sat down with her in his arms by the side of the pool. His
house's light colored slippers were placed aside. Her milky white shanks were stirred by her feet in the
clear water.

She was disturbed and killed time in boredom.

Carlos looked at her childish behavior and asked, "how long will Celia stop being angry?"

"I am not!"

The water flew between Carla's and Carlos' legs. It was so quick that it rained heavily.

Pinching her delicate face, he said sternly. "You brat, are you going to rebel?"

Pinching her face?

Celia was not pleased. She directly threw the powder on him. Absolutely intentional!

Carlos did not rebuke her this time. He just said: "Celia, are you trying to swim?"

These words were normal. However, Celia could tell something was wrong. 、

To her surprise, Carlos began to unbutton his shirt. She asked, "what, what are you doing?"

"Swimming."



His shirt fell on the ground. Before she knew it, he had already pushed her into the water.

"Ah!"

Celia panicked when she found that she couldn't swim. She was finally held up by someone from the
water and breathed a sigh of relief.

The man's face was also filled with gentle smile, with disheveled black hair and wet hair.

He held her up and let she sit on his legs.

Her clothes were wet and clung to her body closely, but now she was not in the mood to worry if she
would be naked.

She didn't know what he was crazy about?

She grasped Carlos' arm tightly, her nails almost digging into his flesh.

"Celia?"

His voice was deep and sexy, but he soon sensed her difference, and his eyes grew deeper.

The first time she begged him to let her go, he didn't see the fear for water in her eyes

"You... Can't swim?"

Carlos whispered in her ear in a hesitant and low voice.

"Yes, I won't."

Celia bit her lip. Fortunately, she steadied herself for the time being.



Carlos sat on the edge of the pool, held her waist and kissed her on the eyelids, saying something
strange.

"Why can't you swim? You are supposed to know how to swim! "

The hand that was holding her waist was suddenly loosened. Then, in the astonished eyes of Celia,
she was thrown into the water again.

The last time was for fun. This time?

Before she could scream out, her body was submerged by the water. The second before she fell into
the water, she saw Carlos standing by the pool, smiling at her.

He was so gentle, but she was in a cold sweat.

But soon, she was in no mood to think more.

The water flooded her head. The desperation overwhelmed her. She tried hard to open her eyes, and
water from different directions poured into her mouth. Her whole body was sinking.

Gradually, she lost her consciousness

The scenes of some drowning people crying for help in the TV were all fake, and the real ones who
were drowning could not even make scared sounds.

In just a few seconds, such a huge change happened.

Not far away, Grace was coming over with night snack. When she saw Celia, "snap", the tray in her
hand fell to the ground.

"Sir, madam..."



Didn't Mr. Carlos love Mrs. Celia very much?

But what did she see just now?

Mr. Gu kept his hands behind his back and watched Mrs. Gu flopping in the water, but he didn't move
at all and watched her sinking gradually.

What happened to Mr. Carlos?

Did Mrs. Gu really irritate Mr. Celia?

Grace wanted to run to them, but considering Carlos' prestige, she could only stand there nervously.

It was said that Carlos was too cruel. But nobody knew that during the five years when Sally died, he
seemed to be calm, but he had a deep obsession in his heart.

To live is to die.

Like a walking dead, he lived like an ant every day.

Except for others, he didn't know how to talk to Sally's aunt and Boris who always followed him around.

After he was buried, he didn't cry or show any sadness on his face. He was too calm, but in fact, he
was too twisted.

He and Sally had lived together since childhood, even if he was discharged from the orphanage.

For survival, for him and her life, he continued to have connection with the Gu Clan, which he hated so
much.

He thought their life would be better and better, but five years ago, she died.



Accompanied by the sounds of alarm in despair, the girl in a flower like age turned into a scorched
corpse overnight.

He came up with the idea of seeing her, giving her a gift, a surprise.

He had prepared so much for her, the long-time separation, and so much to say to her.

But she died.

He had been completely devastated on the way to see her, which he had always wanted.

He seemed to have fallen from heaven to hell. However, everyone like policemen, doctors and so on
around he was talking.

He couldn't hear anything, as if he were deaf.

Who would like to admit that the bloody person was his Sally!

Sally was born so well, and was often teased as if she was a dangerous beauty.

'Golden age is the time when girls love to be beautiful. He hasn't shown her the new dress she bought
for her yet!'

On that day, looking at the figure on the ground, Carlos thought, 'if she knew she is like this, she must
be crying.'

Till he saw Celia Ling again, he felt that it must be God's bless for him.

But, why didn't she remember him anymore?

Even if that was the case, it didn't matter. He wouldn't mistake his wife for Sally. They all said that she
wasn't!






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