Lock You In My Heart

Lock You In My Heart Chapter 596

When Westley and Gabrielle arrived at the hospital, Star wasn’t asleep yet. Instead, he lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling while the nurse read to him.

The book was in Thai, which was the only language Star could understand for now.

The first thing they planned to do once they were all back in Antawood was to teach the child English.

Later, Westley would reinforce his knowledge in Thai. They didn’t want Star to forget his mother tongue, after all.

In the future, their little boy would be able to communicate in two languages. Given his aptitude despite his young age, this should be an easy feat to pull.

“Star, Mom and Dad brought you cakes,” Gabrielle crooned as she walked over to the bed. She held up the two cake boxes she was carrying in either hand. “Can you guess which flavors we got?”

Star instantly grinned, his eyes darting back and forth between the treats presented to him.

The child was injured at his waist, so he couldn’t sit up just yet. They had to raise the bed to prop him up, and Gabrielle set the boxes in front of him, letting the boy inspect the cakes.

sniffed carefully before raising his hands in delight.

that her child had guessed correctly, and so

this one is chocolate. I wasn’t sure what your favorite was, so I bought two flavors. Which one would you like to eat first,

strawberry garden in our house?” Star stared up at them as

Gabrielle and hesitated. “Star just asked if we

“It’s likely,” Gabrielle said slowly. “People suffering from amnesia tend to forget the events and details that are painful or traumatic. Yet at the same time, they hold on to long-buried, happy memories. It’s possible that Star lived in a place surrounded by a strawberry garden in the past. It must have left quite an

turned back to the child and took his hand. “You’re right, we have a garden. But there are no strawberries at this time of the year,

quite the same emotional moment. He couldn’t help but think how tiring and troublesome it was. With his mixed background, Star was supposed to know how to speak English besides his native Thai. If they continued to communicate in this manner, throwing sentences back and forth, it would

the side table to slice a piece of cake. Then she sat on the edge of the bed and fed the little boy small bites of the dessert. Every time the spoon lifted from the plate, his eyes would brighten with

course, he quickly fell

probably for the best. They would be leaving the hospital tomorrow morning, and would fly back to Antawood through a private plane. Neither Westley nor Gabrielle could tell

the hospital for a couple more days for further observation, but Gabrielle didn’t want Star to spend the holiday all by himself. More importantly, they didn’t know when they’d be back in Bangkok again

awake now, and so full of life. His injuries were

had no means to navigate his situation aside from bits and pieces of

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