Nathan was as handsome as ever, but hisplexion was dull, and his lips were pale and dry.


    “Nate, hang on a second. I’m going to change.” M hurriedly grabbed some clothes from the closet


    and went into the bathroom.


    Nathan didn’t know what she was up to. He was just hoping she’d leave with him. After a while, M


    came out in another outfit. She packed her belongings into a small backpack and approached Nathan.


    “Nate,e on.”


    “You’re leaving with me?” Nathan was somewhat surprised.


    “No, I’m just taking you to a doctor. Everyone is asleep by now. We’ll slip out through the main door,”


    M said as she grabbed his arm.


    “There’s no need to see a doctor. I’m fine.” Nathan withdrew his hand. “You’re so sick, but you insist


    you’re fine?” M eximed.


    “It’s none of your business,” Nathan replied coldly.


    M looked up at his haggard face in anger. A stabbing pain coursed through her heart and brought


    tears to her eyes. “Since this is none of my business, then who are you to have any say in my affairs?”


    Her words felt like knives as they sliced back and forth through Nathan’s heart. The pain was


    excruciating.


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    He clenched his fists and looked up at the ceiling, his eyes turning red. After taking a deep breath, he


    said in a low voice, “Wanda, can’t you stop being so stubborn?”


    After a moment of silence, M forced a smile and said, “Nate, do you really know who I am now that I


    have regained my memories?”


    Nathan stared into her teary eyes.


    “Nate, it has been ten years since west saw each other. You have no idea who I am. No, you have


    no idea who Wanda Hoffis is,” M added firmly.


    “Yes, I don’t,” Nathan answered with a wry smile. His voice grew


    fainter. “You’re not the Wanda of before, nor the Suzanne after the amnesia. I… no longer know you.”


    It made M’s heart ache to hear him choke up when he said thosest words. She couldn’t help


    reaching for his hand. “Nate.”


    Nathan hid his hand behind his back to avoid her touch and took a step back. He stared at her face


    with bloodshot eyes. “Take care.”


    He turned and headed for the balcony, but as he pushed open the ss door, he staggered. Luckily,


    his hand caught the doorframe.


    “Nate.” M hurried over to help Nathan. The next thing she knew, he had copsed right onto her. She


    barely managed to drag hisrge frame to the bed as she struggled for breath.


    “Nate,” M called again. With all her might, sheid Nathan down on the bed before feeling his


    forehead. She found that he was not only feverish but also drenched in cold sweat that soaked his


    whole body.


    In a panic, M picked up her phone and searched for Phoebe’s number. However, she hesitated just


    as she was about to make the call.


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