When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 727 It Has Worsened

Memory? Confused? Cecilia was puzzled. “What do you mean by that?”

“When I went to look for you in Erihal yesterday, Mr. Rainsworth had already forgotten who you were. However, after I returned, he remembered you again. Yet, through my interaction with him, I discovered that his memory has shockingly halted at six or seven years ago.” Mason sighed before adding, “It’s still the same now. He doesn’t even remember the two children.”

After hearing that, Cecilia took a moment to contemplate. “I understand. Could you please look after Eli for me? I’m about to board my flight and will be back soon.”

“All right.”

Cecilia felt that, given the circumstances, Nathaniel’s situation this time around could very well be genuine.

After all, he had genuinely experienced amnesia, and they had both agreed to start over. There was no need for him to pretend to have memory confusion again.

After she turned off her phone, she boarded the plane.

Over at Daltonia Villa, after much difficulty, Nathaniel finally changed into a brand new set of clothes, and then the doctors conducted a check–up on him.

Overnight, not a single doctor had a definitive treatment plan for Nathaniel’s memory confusion.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Though contemporary medicine was highly advanced, it still fell short regarding the aspect of neural memory.

Nathaniel was having a severe headache and felt exceptionally exhausted. After sending away all the doctors, he asked Mason to leave as well.

“Mr. Rainsworth, I think I should stay here with you. If you need anything, just let me know.”

Nathaniel wasn’t sure if his own condition would worsen, so he didn’t refuse.

Hence, Mason was settled in the guest room downstairs for rest.

Due to jet lag, Nathaniel’s energy was severely depleted. Not long after he laid down, he fell asleep.

When Cecilia returned, the mansion was unusually quiet.

The housekeeper had been waiting outside for a while. Upon Cecilia’s return, the housekeeper’s eyes lit up with joy. “Mrs. Rainsworth, you’re back. They are all resting. Would you like to take a nap too?”

“Where’s Eli?” asked Cecilia.

“He’s in the room. I’ll never actually throw Eli out. Mr. Rainsworth was merely venting. He didn’t mean for it to be really carried out.”

Cecilia nodded. “Thank you.”

It was just past eight in the morning when Cecilia entered Elliot’s room, only to find him already up and starting to get dressed.

“Mommy.”

When Elliot saw Cecilia pushing the door open, his face was filled with surprise and delight.

“Hey.” Cecilia hugged him. “Have you been cooped up at home these past few days, crying your eyes out?”

“I haven’t. You can ask the housekeepers if you don’t believe me.”

As Elliot spoke, he was also getting dressed. “Mommy, I need to go to preschool now, or else I’ll be late.”

“All right.”

It took Cecilia a while to remember that he had to get to the preschool at nine.

After seeing Elliot off to the car, Cecilia returned to the mansion and saw Mason emerge from the guest room. He was still in his previous attire, his hair a disheveled mess. Without his gold- rimmed glasses, he moved with a sluggishness reminiscent of a sloth.

Mason had always been meticulous, and it was the first time that Cecilia had seen him like that.

“Mr. Sanders.”

Mason glanced toward Cecilia, his nearsightedness making it impossible to distinguish between humans and animals beyond ten meters.

It took him a moment before he recognized her. “Mrs. Rainsworth.”

After that, he quickly added, “I need to go to the restroom.”

Cecilia nodded.

When Mason returned in less than a moment, he was already neatly dressed. The eyes beneath his gold–rimmed glasses were as sharp as ever.

“Mrs. Rainsworth, would you like to review Mr. Rainsworth’s medical reports now?” he asked.

“Okay.”

Mason pulled out the tablet he always carried with him. All the cases diagnosed the day before. were in there.

Cecilia took it, flipping through the pages one by one, her brows furrowed in concentration.

“How could it be this serious?”

Based on the diagnosis, some doctors deduced that Nathaniel’s temporary amnesia could potentially worsen. As of then, he had forgotten the events of the recent years, but next time, he might forget events spanning over a decade.

“The injuries Mr. Rainsworth sustained this time are not light, causing a relapse of his old ailment.”

“Did the doctor suggest any treatment methods?”

-There’s none for now.

Cecilia was about to ask something when suddenly, a loud bang echoed from upstairs.