Chapter 1226: Chapter 1229

Chapter 1229

“What did you say?” Vicky asked in shock.

Tyler looked at her as if she was a stranger. ’Who are you?”

Though his voice was weak, it was oddly loud in the quiet room.

Vicky looked at the man lying on the hospital bed incredulously; she felt as if all the air had rushed out

of her lungs.

At that moment, Harry had just finished talking to the doctor. He walked up to Vicky and said, “The

doctor said Mister Hart’s condition is stabilized and

Suddenly, he noticed Vicky’s shocked expression and asked, “Ma’am, are you alright?”

Vicky slowly turned to him. “Did he suffer a concussion? He just asked me who I am.”

Harry’s expression immediately changed. He then asked the doctor to do a thorough checkup on Tyler.

After a while, the test result finally came out.

“Mister Hart suffered a serious blow to the head during the car crash, and from what we can tell, he

most likely has a memory loss,” declared the doctor solemnly.

“He lost his memory?” Harry found it hard to accept. “He has experienced things worse than the car

crash, so how can he have memory loss now?”

Everything was looking up for them when this news struck out of the blue.

“It’s very easy for a person to suffer the aftereffects of a concussion. Minor symptoms include insomnia

and headaches, while those with more serious symptoms…” The doctor sighed. “Would end up being

mentally disabled and lose the ability to care for themselves. From what we can tell, Mister Hart is only

dealing with memory loss, so that puts him in the minor symptoms camp. Sometimes, falling into a

coma is the body’s way of healing itself, so it might not be a good thing for Mister Hart to wake up so

quickly…”

“Is his memory loss temporary or permanent? Can he regain his memory?” asked Vicky.

“Only time can tell. There’s a high chance he might get his memory back if some fragments of it came

back to him without prompting. However, we cannot rule out the possibility of this being permanent.

After all, there are lots of cases where the patients don’t get their memory back in their lifetime.”

“Is there any way we can help him regain his memory?” asked Harry.

“You can try hypnotherapy or take him to places where he frequents. But apart from that, I’m afraid

there aren’t many options for you to take.”

Both Vicky and Harry fell silent while the tension in the room thickened.

Anyone could lose their memory, but not Tyler. Doing so would put his and everyone’s lives in danger.

“Ma’am, please keep an eye over Mister Hart while I contact notable neurologists and hypnotherapists

to see if there’s any way to help Mister Hart regain his memory quickly,” said Harry to Vicky outside of

the ward.

The less people knew about Tyler’s condition, the better it would be for them.

As Tyler’s wife, it fell under Vicky’s responsibility to take care of him. Of course, he would not be there

too if it was not for her.

“Okay. You can leave it to me,” said Vicky with a nod.

“Please call me if there’s any update or if you need anything.”

Vicky went back to Tyler’s ward after Harry left.

All the checkups must have taken a toll on Tyler since he had fallen asleep again. Sunlight shone on

his pale face which had lost its usual aloofness, replaced with a rare sense of fragility. Even so, his

gracefulness and innate nobility did not seem to diminish one bit.

Vicky sat beside him. Never had she imagined Tyler would lose his memory one day.

‘Does this mean he won’t want to control my life anymore? Maybe this will turn out to be a good thing

for both of us…?’

These questions and more floated in her mind for a long, long time.