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Willaim and I were stunned, and so was Timothy.
Timothy had no idea why he had blurted out those words. They had just slipped out.
William cocked an eyebrow at him once he came back to his senses. It was just as he had said–hypnosis was unreliable.
Without realizing it, I walked toward Timothy and called out, “Irv…”
Timothy’s gaze immediately darkened.
I faltered when I met his cold and unfamiliar eyes. My steps instinctively came to a halt.
I had been forced to deal with a dire scandal soon after learning Irvin might still be alive. As such, I hadn’t had the time to think about anything else. But now, I suddenly saw him again..
I felt a sharp pain in my chest when I met his unfamiliar gaze.
I didn’t know how to describe my feelings in this moment. My emotions were so complicated that I couldn’t decipher what I truly wanted.
Irvin and I had fallen in love when we were young. We were each other’s first love. I had shared the purest and most beautiful moments of my life with him. Because of this, my love for him had been embedded into the very essence of my being.
When I had forgotten everything about him , all I felt for Irvin was loathing and disgust. I had wanted to divorce him at any cost because of how deeply he had hurt me.
Then, I had regained my memories of him. Despite this, I hadn’t turned to being someone who loved him unconditionally and couldn’t live without him. That being said, I still hadn’t been able to be as heartless or resolute as my amnesiac self.
This was because I would involuntarily remember how good Irvin had been to me when I saw him. I would also recall all the times he had risked his life to save me.
So now, I was unsure what to think or do right. Ultimately, I decided I had to first confirm if Timothy was actually Irvin. Then, I would fix his legs.
Everything else could wait until after.
Thus, I steeled my nerves, stepped forward, and corrected myself. Mr. Hardwell.‘
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However, Timothy’s mood didn’t seem to improve, and I had no idea why. He simply continued to stare at me intently. It was as though by doing so, he could garner answers off my face.
Taking another step forward, I tried again. “Mr. Hardwell , my team has reviewed your medical records. We’ve determined the best treatment plan for you. When would you like to begin?
“The new treatment plan will need to be adjusted over time, according to how your condition develops. Thus, I hope you will allow me to be the one to treat you. Please don’t refuse to be treated by me just because I’m a woman.”
Timothy frowned upon hearing this. “When did I ever say such a thing?” he asked.
Hlowered my gaze. Just as I’d suspected, the Hardwells had lied to keep me from seeing him.
We hadn’t been able to find Irvin’s body after the cruise ship had blown up. Then, he had turned up at the Hardwells‘, where their true heir, Timothy Hardwell, had gone missing.
I didn’t know how this had happened, but right now, I knew I didn’t need to pursue other methods to confirm if man before me was Irvin–the Hardwell family wouldn’t be so wary of me if he wasn’t.
That being said, a guess was still a guess no matter how confident was. To confirm it, I needed concrete proof.
“Your family liaison told me when I called,” I explained.
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Timothy’s eyes darkened further at this.
I never refused to be treated by you because of your gender, ” he stated.
“Then , when can we begin? Can we start right now?” I asked.
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I was eager to get the proof I needed , and I didn’t need much–all needed to do was look at his back. Then, I would be sure.
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