Chapter 714: Chapter 714: Enna Clark, Have You Lost Your Memory?
“Did you forget me?” His pronunciation of the word “forget” was especially biting, and anyone could hear the anger in his voice.
If Enna dares to say she forgot him, he…
Baron Lawrence reached the peak of his anger, momentarily unable to think of a way to punish her.
He never thought that one day Enna would forget him, nor did he think that this woman would lose her memory. But if she really did lose it, what should he do?
Should he patiently wait for her to remember, or forcibly take her away to other countries to find the best neurologist to help her recover her memory through medical treatment?
He thought that he couldn’t accept either way!
Allowing Enna to gradually recall her memories, he didn’t have the patience for it. He had already waited for a year and four months; his patience had long been exhausted. He couldn’t guarantee that he wouldn’t lose control of his emotions during the process, doing something that might hurt her.
The second option of taking her to a neurologist wasn’t feasible either. He knew that amnesia wasn’t a disease, and there were a myriad of reasons for memory loss in the world. Almost none of them could be solved with medication! In other words, even if he found the best neurologist, it was possible that there would still be no solution for Enna’s memory loss. Insisting on drug treatment might only have a minimal effect, not to mention that any medication used on the nervous system could cause great harm to the body. In the worst-case scenario, Enna might not recover her memory and instead develop other neurological problems.
What was most important was that he didn’t like watching her take medication every day.
It made him irritable!
But … if neither of these methods worked, what other way could he use to help Enna regain her memory?
It was simply impossible!
Baron Lawrence’s breath hitched, the irritation that had been weighing on his heart returning once again.
During the waiting period, he had already thought of many possibilities. But when he actually faced it, he realized that he couldn’t handle any of them!
Because he couldn’t accept the possibility that this woman had forgotten him, that she might not love him anymore! Whenever he thought of these possibilities, he became so irritable that he wanted to kill!
His gaze swept over the slender neck of the woman, feeling utterly disordered.
Her neck was so fragile, seemingly easily breakable with just a little force. It was so delicate that he didn’t dare to touch her.
At the company, he could vent his anger on others, but when facing this woman, he only felt a deep sense of helplessness.
What could he do to her?
He couldn’t bring himself to do it.
He couldn’t bring himself to say the words.
But the anger in his chest continued to rage, pressing against his stomach, causing a painful sensation as if it was about to be torn apart.
“Enna, if you dare say that you’ve forgotten me…”
The threatening words stopped abruptly!
From the initial surprise of being restrained by him to being interrogated, Enna had now regained her composure. She quickly noticed his handsome face was not only full of suppressed anger but also sickly pale. She stared at him for a moment, then furrowed her brows, “Baron Lawrence, are you feeling unwell somewhere? Why do you look so pale?”
The familiar tone, the familiar anxious expression, even the worry and struggle were all familiar to him.
His Heartbeat paused. Instead of releasing her, he stared into her eyes word for word, as if he needed an answer, “I’m asking you, did you forget me? Did you lose your memory? Is it, yes or no! I need a definite answer!”