From the ambivalent look on Athena’s face, Ewan knew his wife hadn’t been aware of his lost mories afore ti, and it stomped his heart on how lifeless their marriage had been, how lifeless he had made it.
If only he could go back in ti, he would have changed a lot of things.
Because if Athena was truly innocent of the accusation six years ago, there was a possibility she hadn’t been aware of her father’s plan.
Considering this possibility almost dampened his hearty spirit.
Ewan had to let go of the matter for now, in order to focus on his discussion with Athena.
He didn’t think she would appreciate him being distracted.
"Yes, I do have amnesia. I can’t rember my childhood." He finally answered. "I had an accident when I was around twelve years old..."
Athena consciously kept her face bland, while her mind ran helter skelter.
Hearing the confirmatory truth from Ewan unsettled her.
Why had she been kept in the dark about this?
Hadn’t Zack been aware of it, or had he kept it out of her reach as usual, believing it wasn’t necessary information for her to digest?
Getting the brain scan had been really numbing. She had the lab expert run it three tis before accepting it!
She furrowed her eyebrows, and rested on her chair squarely. "You don’t rember a singular thing?"
Ewan nodded. "Apart from a singular mory that keeps popping up in my dream."
Athena’s curiosity was piqued. "Is it sothing you can share? It will help understand the results from your brain scan."
Ewan inhaled softly. "I think so."
"Let hear it then."
Ewan splayed his hands on his thighs, preparing himself to recount the dream from a day ago.
"It’s about the accident, how it actually happened." He paused, and looked at the large window that allowed him to see the bustling city and sky.
"In the dream, I’m hurrying to et a friend. When I got to our eting point, near a river, she’d been waiting for a while. I apologized for my late arrival, and then we got around playing. While play-dancing, I missed a step and fell into the river..."
A pause, where he reverted his gaze to Athena.
"I can’t swim. She couldn’t swim either. Yet she jumped into the river to save . She pulled out of the deep waters despite the strange current. But when I was woken up by shouts, she was nowhere around ... I deduced that she had left to call for help. When I woke up again, she was by my bedside weeping."
Athena folded her hands across her chest, drafting Ewan’s attention to her chest region.
Ewan instantly reverted his gaze to the window.
"The girl, who is she?" Athena asked, picking another note pad from her drawer.
Ewan hesitated before answering the question. A second later, he decided to say the truth as he knew it.
"In the dream, her face was actually blurry. So I couldn’t know for sure who she was. But when I finally woke up from the coma, I saw Fiona beside weeping. I concluded she was the one because she wore the sa bracelet as the girl who saved ."
Athena furrowed her eyebrows again, not understanding a singular concept.
Yes, she could finally see why Ewan was blind and dumb when it ca to Fiona, but still...
"If she didn’t know how to swim, how was she able to pull you out? How was she able to remain unaffected, even staying by your side while you were in a coma?"
While thinking, Ewan bit his lip gently.
Athena’s eyes widened a little at the sight. She quickly looked at her notepad and pretended to write sothing down.
"Honestly, I don’t know Athena." Ewan finally replied. "I asked her about it when I got healthy, but she claid she had been treated too."
Athena shook her head. "That’s not possible, Ewan. If Fiona had really jumped into the river, braving the current to save you, she would have either drowned, or been in the sa shape as you, if not worse..."
Athena took her lips in. "Nevertheless, that’s your problem to handle. I only asked because of your brain scan results. The acupuncture had done a great job, but you might need so more treatnts, probably a surgery too—depending on the outco of those treatnts—to correct so things, so that you can gain access to your full mories."
Ewan opened his mouth to speak, then shut it, not knowing what to say exactly—both to Athena’s deduction about Fiona, and the case of his brain’s recent state.
He would have attributed the forr to Athena’s jealousy, but he knew she wasn’t petty as Fiona.
And for the latter, he couldn’t afford to be bedridden now. He had a business to run, manage and expand.
He had a eting with Ethan too.
"I’ll think about it..."
Athena didn’t bother to confirm which of the statents Ewan would think about. She only nodded, and went back to writing in the notepad.
She tore out a piece of it and gave it to Ewan a few seconds later.
"This is the contact of one of the best doctors I know. Call him and let him know about the problem; he will be happy to treat your case..."
Ewan wasn’t pleased with the news. "Are you discarding , Athena?"
Athena frowned. She didn’t understand what her ex husband was talking about.
"I want you to be my doctor, Athena. You are the one I trust."
Trust? That was a big word. Athena thought, folding her arms across her chest again.
"I can’t be your doctor, Ewan."
"Why is that? I can pay any amount."
"I’m just not interested."
Ewan sighed. "I’ve had doctors check out a couple of tis, and none of them have discovered or done what you have done in just a day. Why will I spend money on any other doctor then, when I have found you?"
Athena rested squarely on her chair again, as her mind reeled with questions and probabilities.
She, however, t Ewan’s gaze steadily, making sure to communicate that she didn’t want to be his doctor.
Yet, for the sake of the twins, she made the uncomfortable decision.
"Whenever you are ready to be treated, Ewan, let know."
She ignored the smile of victory and appreciation that perched on his lips, and dismissed him.
"You can leave now. I have a eting to attend."
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