âItâs been over two days now, and Xan still hasnât woken up. If anything happens to her, I-I canât even bear the thought!â Susanna sobbed into Christopher Nightshadeâs arms, who tried his best to comfort her amidst his own deep concern, âDonât worry, Xan is blessed with great fortune; she'll pull through.â
âXan has been lying to us, saying she was playing at a friend's house. She left early and came back late every day. Who would've thought she was waiting for someone, and for more than half a month! The teacher said that person transferred schools long ago!â
âSusanna, do you think itâs because Ethan moved on to higher grade and Samuel went off to that intense summer camp, leaving Xan feeling lonely without anyone to accompany her?â
âI swear, once she wakes up, Iâll find her as many playmates as she wants. Iâd even consider adopting if thatâs what it takes!â
Under her familyâs tender care, Xanthea finally woke up on the third day.
It felt like she had been in a chaotic, dreamless sleep. When she awoke, her mind was blank, with all the scenes and people from the dream faded away, leaving no trace.
âXan, oh thank God, youâre awake!â
âYou scared the life out of me!â
Samuel cried, tears of joy streaming down his face as he hugged her.
Xanthea, however, furrowed her delicate brows in confusion and surprise, âMom, whoâs this crybaby?â
â?â Samuel froze, then his face changed as he touched her little head, âXan, you donât recognize your second brother? Did fever make you stupid?â
âSamuel, stop talking nonsense! Xan recognizes me, doesn't she?â
âYeah, and she knows me too.â
âThatâs a relief,â Christopher and Susanna sighed, while Samuel grumbled, âBut why does she remember our parents and elder brother, even our uncle, but forgets only me?â
The doctor smiled, âLook on the bright side. Maybe youâre the most important to her, occupying a large part of her memory and influencing her emotions greatly. To recover quickly, her brain chose to delete you.â
Samuel became happy at that. Of course, he was his little sister's most important person!
My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace ï¤Chapter 440 âWho are you?â Xanthea looked at him curiously.
âIâm Matthew, but you can call me.â He paused, remembering her mumbling about "Ori" while she was unconscious and changed his words, âYou can call me Matt. That sounds nicer.â
The name "Matt" brought a strong sense of familiarity and joy, as if they were connected to someone in her memory. However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't recall the person's face, even to the point of a headache.
But deep down, she felt it wasnât the boy standing before her.
Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)
ï¤Chapter 1927 Falling For My Contractual Wife (Brian and Grace)
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