Chapter 778

Guillermo thought, “Is this the feeling of being hugged by my sister? This sister is different from the other sister, Wrenna. Every time Wrenna saw me, she would only stand aside timidly and look at me with a desperate look of desire to please me, but she never dared to approach me. This little sister will hold my hand and hug me like Mommy does.”

Guillermo was reluctant to push his mother away just now, and at that moment, he was also unwilling to push his sister away.

Rosalie was happy to see the two kids bonding. Although Guillermo’s personality was relatively indifferent, fortunately, Jennifer talked a lot and would take the initiative to approach Guillermo. At present, it seemed that Guillermo wasn’t rejecting Jennifer, which was quite good!

After a while, Milton came. Seeing Rosalie and Jennifer, Milton seemed to be surprised. However, immediately afterward, he squatted down and checked Jonathan’s condition.

Jonathan slowly opened his eyes and said, “I’m much better now. It doesn’t hurt as much now.”

Milton was surprised. After all, if Jonathan had a headache in the past, it would be painful for a long period. However, only 20 minutes had passed since he received. Gary’s call just now and hurried over.

Therefore, Milton wondered if Jonathan’s headache had resolved in only such a short period.

“It would be best if I check your condition still,” Milton said worriedly. Jonathan pondered for a moment and went to the room on the second floor with Milton to undergo an examination. Rosalie looked at Gary, who returned to the living room, and asked, “Dr. Hale, does Jon often have headaches?”

“Well, during your first year of absence, he often had headaches, but in these two years, his headaches aren’t as frequent anymore. “Maybe it’s because of your appearance that he has a headache today.”

Gary made a guess.

Rosalie was silent. She thought, “Is it because his memories were stirred? Did my appearance stimulate him to recall the memories he had long forgotten? Was that why he was looking at me in a daze and even subconsciously called me ‘Rosie?” “Are you my little sister?” Rosalie was lost in thought when she heard Guillermo’s childish voice.

Jennifer blinked her bright eyes and said in confusion, “Why not elder sister?” Then, Rosalie watched as the two kids began discussing who was the senior.

In the end, they looked at her in unison. Jennifer said, “Mommy, who among the two of us is older?”

Although Guillermo didn’t speak, judging by the eager look on 11:33 his face, he was curious to learn the answer as well.

Rosalie was speechless. She thought, “This is a tricky question. Even I don’t know which one of them is older.” So, she turned to look at Gary.

Gary hurriedly said, “At that time, Kurt only brought Mr. Youngblood’s son back, and he didn’t mention the order of the children’s birth.”

In other words, Kurt might be the only person who knew the answer to that question.

Rosalie then looked at the two children in front of her and said tentatively, “How about you two play rock, paper, scissors to determine who’s older?”

“I’m the older brother,” Guillermo uttered firmly in his childish voice. There was a serious expression on his face, and he resolutely refused to decide that matter through a match of rock, paper, scissors.

Jennifer pouted and corrected him, “I’m the elder sister.”

Rosalie broke out in a cold sweat, listening to her children arguing about who was older.

While Rosalie was caught up in a difficult position, listening to the two kids argue about who was older, Milton was conducting a brief examination for Jonathan in the room upstairs.

After determining the extent and trigger of Jonathan’s previous headache, Milton said, “The headache might’ve been triggered because part of your memories were stimulated. Like what you said, perhaps your wife’s words caused you to recall a similar conversation that took place in the past.”

When Milton said that, his heart was filled with excitement.

He was stunned for a while when he learned from Jonathan that the woman he saw in the living room was Jonathan’s “dead” wife.

Milton thought, “Mr. Youngblood’s wife is not dead? If the public were to learn about this news, one could only imagine the significant impact and sensation it would cause. Mr. Youngblood’s wife is still alive… She’ll be the noblest lady in Youngblood’s affection Strico in the future. Those socialites who wish to win Mr.

will be brokenhearted.”

“Does that mean if Rosalie says something similar to any conversation we previously had in the future, I may still be stimulated and have a headache like today?” Jonathan asked.

Milton replied, “Theoretically, that’s right. At that time, you had a headache because some memory fragments of your wife were flashing in your mind. But now that Mrs. Youngblood is back, it’s naturally easier to stimulate this part of your memory.”

“So, it’s possible for my memory to recover, right?” Jonathan asked again. “Very likely, but…” Milton dithered, hesitating to speak.

“But what?”

“But that will be very painful for you, Mr. Youngblood. Just like what happened to you today, some images flashed in your mind due to stimulation, but you will have a severe headache. Once you continue to get stimulated, the pain will worsen. No one knows how much the pain will intensify in the end,” Milton explained.

After all, everyone had different constitutions and ways of restoring memory. Some people might be stimulated to remember it immediately and didn’t feel too painful, while others were the opposite.

As for Jonathan, according to his past medical history, Milton figured he was the type who would face the most difficulties when recovering his memories.

Every time he remembered some past scenes or conversations in the past, his head would ache terribly as if something was forcibly suppressing those memories.

Jonathan gently closed his eyes. He thought, “Pain? If I were to recover my memories, to what extent would this agony intensify?”

In the past, he didn’t care about his lost memories. In his opinion, since the memories had been lost, it meant that those memories were not important. But now, he had an urge to recover his memories. He wanted to see clearly the scenes flashing across his mind and learn about the past he shared with Rosalie. “Mr. Youngblood, why don’t I prescribe you some medicine that you took before? If you have a headache again, you can take these medicines to calm down and relieve the stimulation,” Milton suggested.

Jonathan said lightly, “Relieve the stimulation… That means I’ll be stopping the memories from recovering?”