Chapter 471: Regaining Memories

Charles’ POV:

My head was spinning, and I couldn’t think straight.

All my memories with Caroline flashed through my mind like a movie reel, especially those when she
was still

Scarlett We used to kiss, make love, and we once promised to be with each other for the rest of our
lives.

Her beautiful, loving smile was like the warm sun amidst winter. She was a ray of sunshine that brought
light and warmth to my life.

I stood there, watching all of our memories together with an obsession of an onlooker.

My heart was beating fast. ‘What happened after this? How did Caroline and I end up like this?’

Suddenly, a sharp pang came from my head, and the fragments of my memory poured into my mind
like a tide.

It felt like my head was splitting, and I had to hold it just to alleviate some of the pain.

Suddenly, I felt a lump in my throat. Tears burst forth from my eyes like a broken dam. I finally
remembered what had happened.

That bitch, Rita, almost killed my son, James. It was the reason Caroline hated me so much. 2

William took her away from me.

They lived together for an entire year, and that was also when she give birth to the twins.



Though I knew the kids were mine, I was still fueled with jealousy and rage.

I threatened, intimidated, and used all sorts of cruel means necessary just to keep her by my side.

And in truth, I was merely doing it to protect my damaged ego.

I even used the kids as a leverage to hurt her again and again. My heart ached so much that it felt as
though it was imploding.

I curled up, letting the pain spread through my limbs and bones like a storm. In spite of how painful it
was, I forced myself to recall everything. The day I lost my memories, all I forgot were memories I had
of Scarlett.

Everyone kept telling me that she loved me with everything she had, but I refused to believe them. I
dared not to believe it.

The day she disappeared, my heart was forcibly taken away with her.

Thereafter, I wandered the world like a soulless walking corpse.

I led a wandering life, unable to find my way back home. It was only at that moment that I finally
understood that even if I lost my memory, my heart would only beat for one person, and one person
only. Without my beloved woman, I would need every ounce of courage I had in me to continue living.

The moment I had the fortune of meeting her again, all I wanted to do was to hold her in my arms. PiI
wanted to complain to her that she left me without saying goodbye and to tell her that I missed her so
much.

But seeing her sharp gaze was like having a bucket of cold water poured over my head. I was so
worried about losing her again that I couldn’t control myself. Suddenly, I opened my eyes and sat up
from the bed.



I was practically gasping for air, and my back was dripping with sweat. Fear lingered in my heart. I
clutched myself, looking around. It was then that I realized that I was lying on a hospital bed.

A burst of scathing pain came from my wound, and I gasped for air yet again. The scene before I
passed out appeared in my mind. I breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Caroline and the kids were
fine.

That moment Raina drove the car like a madman towards Caroline and the kids, I was so nervous that
my heart almost stopped beating. I felt so thankful that they weren’t the ones who got hit.

Caroline feared getting hurt the most. Had she been the one who got hurt, she might’ve shed an ocean
of tears.

All I wanted to do now was to see her. I wanted to tell her that I’d regained all of my memories.

I remembered every single moment we had together.

And most importantly, I wanted to tell her that I was sorry. It might be impossible for me to completely
erase all the pain I had put her through, but I would certainly try to change.

I was willing to change anything that she didn’t like about me. If it meant that I could stay by her side, it
was enough. Enduring the pain, I got out of bed, and staggered out of the ward.

Caroline’s POV:

The nude photo and the car accident plagued my mind for the entire night. I felt wronged and angry. I
was dying to ask Charles about that photo.

The next morning, I went to the hospital feeling conflicted.



Since Raina was able to take that photo, she and Charles must’ve had an intimate contact before. Just
thinking about Charles having an affair with another woman felt like my heart was being cut open with a
knife.

It was so painful that I could hardly breathe.

The moment I entered the ward, I was stunned.

Nobody was on the bed, and there was no one in the room. My mind went blank for a moment and I
immediately panicked.I ran out of the room, sweeping my eyes across the hospital halls.

“Charles! Where are you, Charles?” I exclaimed.

When I passed by the garden, a man in a hospital gown stopped me.

“Miss, are you looking for someone?” He was eyeing me up and down. His eyes displayed his malice
and lust, making me feel uncomfortable. Vigilantly, I took a step back and looked him in the eye.

“What’s that got to do with you?”

“Whoa! Take it easy, pretty lady. I just wanted to chat with you.” The man gave me a smile, and
reached out his hand in an attempt to touch my face.

Naturally, I backed away to avoid him.

“What are you trying to do, you freak? Get away from me!”

“Bitch, how dare you yell at me? You’re lucky I even took a fancy on you. Who are you to reject me,
you bitch.”

The man’s eyes was filled with even more lust and he tried to put his hand on my waist.



Just then, a muscular arm held the pervert’s hand and twisted it.

The pervert winced in pain, struggling to break free.

“Who the fuck are you? I’m warning you, mind your own business!”

“How dare you touch my woman? Do you have a death wish, motherfucker?” Charles twisted the
pervert’s arm, breaking it like a twig.

The pervert screamed at the top of his lungs; his face, distorted by pain.

“Argh! I… I’m sorry! I won’t do it again. Please let me go!” he pleaded.

“Fuck off!” Charles shouted, letting go of the bastard. The pervert stumbled forward and fled as fast as
his feet could carry him.

“Caroline, are you okay?” Charles looked at me up and down with eyes full of worry. Just seeing his
handsome face made my heart skip a beat. He was always like this. In my most trying, desperate
moments, he would show up to save my skin right in the nick of time. But even so, I still couldn’t bring
myself to forgive him for deceiving me and hiding secrets from me.

With a stern face, I replied listlessly, “I’m fine. Thank you. Now that you’re awake, I’m leaving.”

Charles grabbed my wrist, visibly anxious.

“Caroline, I remember everything now.”

Tears welled up in my eyes.

At long last, he finally regained his memories. But what good would that do? The past would never
change, no matter what.



When I left the hospital, I saw a familiar face.

My heart skipped a beat. I wanted to take a closer look at him, but he suddenly disappeared.

‘‘Was I hallucinating? Did I just see Boris?’’

A year ago, on the day I had a miscarriage, Boris was my doctor.

But later, he just suddenly disappeared. Dad had sent people to search for him everywhere, but he was
nowhere to be found.

“What is he doing here?’’ I wondered.


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