No Longer Lovesick After a Memory Loss

Inken’s tone grew serious as he spoke, “I’ll arrange for someone to go to Caltun General Hospital right away to retrieve Jamie and Edward’s medical records.”

After ending the call, Braxton’s expression hardened. He had suspected the other party was trying to get close to the Kaufmann Family, but he hadn’t anticipated their success. It became clear to him that Freyal rescuing Edward was part of a larger conspiracy.

The following morning, Freya headed to the dining room, her mind racing with thoughts on how to get more electronic parts, especially batteries.

To her surprise, everyone was already at the table. Jamie was seated at the head, with Edward beside him. Russell, Maddox, and Lucius were also present. Everyone appeared fine except for Maddox, who looked pale.

Edward’s eyes lit up when he saw her. “Frea, you’re here.

“Yes, were you all waiting for me?” she asked.

Jamie smiled politely. “Edward would like to join you for breakfast, and I was just about to arrange for someone to fetch you.

Freya glanced at Lucius and Russell and noticed a subtle tension.

“Since Frea and the specialists are here specifically for my treatment, I thought it would be fitting to meet everyone and express my gratitude,” Edward said with a smile.

She nodded, and from the corner of her eye, she noticed Maddox perched on the edge of his seat, his legs. trembling beneath the table. Then, she smiled and took her seat. “Edward, considering your illness, you should rest more. No need to rise early for breakfast.”

Breakfast that morning was surprisingly quiet; even the typically chatty Lucius said nothing.

On the other hand, Edward remained focused on Freya, seemingly undisturbed by his cancer diagnosis. “Frea, give this a try,” he said, placing a deboned fish on her plate.

She looked at him and said, “You should also eat more. It might not be pleasant, but it’s crucial for your recovery and your body’s well-being.”

He nodded and ate his porridge.

Later, she told Jamie, “Starting today, I’ll handle Edward’s meals since his digestive system is quite sensitive.”

Jamie grinned mischievously. “No objections here. Miss Kaufmann oversees our meals and accommodations, so it’s your call.”

After breakfast, Freya headed to her office while Jamie assisted Edward back to his room. Once inside the room, Edward suddenly felt nauseous, pushing away his brother’s hand and rushing into the bathroom.

The retching sound came from behind the bathroom door, and Jamie’s face turned solemn.

minutes later, Edward emerged from the

with concern etched across his

think I overeat this

brow. “Why didn’t you stop eating-

a weak smile. “I didn’t want Frea

helping Edward settle onto the bed, Jamie couldn’t help but notice how much weight his brother had lost. Edward used to be a star player on

some thought, Jamie left the

in the office with

voice quivered slightly as he spoke. “We’re not going to go through this every morning,

up when she heard their concerns. She reassured them, saying, “Don’t worry, we

in thought,

up and saw Jamie

Kaufmann, could you step outside for a moment,

cold as it passed over him. He had little patience for

Jamie’s icy gaze. “Let’s talk

corridor, Jamie informed Freya about Edward

will be okay? If he continues to vomit

Even if he throws

something was off. But given her close relationship with Edward, he decided not to press further

distraught Maddox and glanced at the office wall clock. She knew there were one or two batteries in

stayed focused on her research into refining targeted drugs. She hadn’t given up on helping Edward and was doing everything

Jamie had allotted was proving insufficient. Hence, she needed to figure out how to dismiss her three assistants by

decided to take a leisurely stroll in the garden. While they were walking, he couldn’t help but notice a surprising sight in the courtyard-a bunch of roses

“Frea, can roses bloom at

over at the flowerbed

July, but it was now late autumn, yet a few blossoms

Freya replied with a chuckle,

as his fingers touched the petals,

side and asked, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

kept his eyes fixed on the rose

back to his bed

somewhat guilty. “Did I interrupt your weekend livestream? And what about

worry about the live stream. Everything’s fine. And as for the fragrance brand, there’s a vice president in charge, so they can manage without