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.

delight. “This one is strawberry, and that

that her child had guessed correctly, and

sure what your favorite was, so I bought two flavors.

our house?” Star stared up

asked if we had a

life, so they naturally had no idea what to make of his query. “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

more convinced she was of the possibility. Westley agreed as well. All things considered, this seemed to be the most reasonable analysis of Star’s situation. Star had probably loved the strawberry garden near his house, so much so that he kept the memory even after all he had been through. Gabrielle 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, because it’s winter. When spring comes, we’ll plant more strawberries, and all the other fruits Star likes. Once they are ripe for harvesting,

mixed background, Star was supposed to know how to

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

of course, he quickly fell asleep

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

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

a coma, but he was awake now, and so full of life. His

and pieces of his

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