Sienna Paxton looked at Silas Prescott with worry and doubt.
She knew Silas had suffered a head injury, and it was serious.
If they weren’t careful, a series of aftereffects could appear.
Amnesia was the most common.
However, from his reaction just now, Silas clearly recognized Ethan and the others.
He shouldn’t be amnesic.
If he hasn’t lost his mory, why doesn’t he know who she is?
Could he be faking it? Deliberately making her anxious?
Sienna looked at him, a bit annoyed: "Silas, is this really the ti for jokes? If you keep this up, I’ll ignore you."
She had just intended to turn and get so dicine for Silas, when her wrist was suddenly grabbed by him.
The beautiful eyes of the man held a trace of sadness.
"Even you don’t want ? You don’t care about anymore?"
He squeezed Sienna’s fingers tightly, his voice hoarse: "Don’t ignore , I’m still scared right now. All I can see in my mind are those kidnappers trying to kill . I called for help, but no one cared. I lay there alone in a pool of blood—I almost died."
As he spoke, he touched his chest.
When he felt everything normal there, he looked at Sienna in disbelief.
"Why don’t I have a wound here? I clearly saw the kidnappers stab right here—it shouldn’t heal so fast. What’s going on?"
Hearing this, Sienna stared at him in disbelief.
"When were you kidnapped?"
"Yesterday after school, soone hijacked the driver’s car, took up the mountain, and tried to get money from my parents. But they all refused to save . The kidnappers tore up the ticket and wanted to kill . Is there sothing wrong with that?"
His dark, bright eyes had a pure, youthful quality.
This unfamiliar look unsettled Sienna.
Silas Prescott’s mory seed jumbled.
He wasn’t amnesic—his mory had regressed to when he was ten.
So, he rembered Ethan, but not her.
With this guess, Sienna tested him: "Silas, how old are you right now?"
"Ten."
"What year is it now?"
Silas regarded her doubtfully: "2003. You don’t even know that? That’s a bit stupid. How are you supposed to take care of ?"
But on his mature face was a young boy’s innocence—Sienna had never seen Silas like this before.
She now basically confird that Silas’s mory had returned to when he was ten, the year he was kidnapped.
It seed Julian’s kidnapping had indeed traumatized him.
Combined with the brain injury, that’s why he lost those mories.
Now the Prescott Family was already in chaos; Silas’s position as president was unsteady.
At such a critical ti, if people found out he’d lost part of his mory, soone would definitely take advantage of it.
Therefore, she had to help Silas recover his mory as soon as possible.
Sienna imdiately called the psychologist, Caleb Langdon.
She had him give Silas a full psychological evaluation.
Jett Sterling and Caden Sinclair ca, too.
After everything was over, Caleb Langdon concluded, "My tests show he has no mory past age ten. For soone with such severe trauma, any strong trigger can easily cause this. Sienna, you need to be ntally prepared—right now, he’s ten-year-old Silas."
Caden Sinclair didn’t believe it and tried provoking Silas on purpose.
"He doesn’t rember you? Good, so he won’t cling to you all day. I’ll take you away tomorrow so he’ll never find you again."
Hearing this, the innocence on Silas’s face turned into nervousness.
He grabbed Sienna’s hand, eyes red as he looked at her: "You can’t break your promise—you just said you’d stay with . If you stay, I’ll help you get first place. I’m really good at math, I just won a gold dal in the international Olympiad."
The teasing smile on Caden Sinclair’s face froze instantly at this.
He looked at Jett Sterling in shock: "He really might have lost his mory..."
Jett nodded: "Caleb Langdon is a famous psychologist. He wouldn’t make a mistake."
After hearing the news, Sienna’s gaze never left Silas.
The man in front of her was no longer the obsessive madman, but a ten-year-old boy.
In Silas’s mories, there was no her, and no obsession with her.
If she wanted to leave, now was the best chance.
Sienna felt wave after wave of bitterness in her chest.
Why did her and Silas’s relationship have to be so turbulent?
When she wanted to escape, he clung relentlessly.
Even after she ran off and changed her face, he still found her.
Just as she was ready to start over with him, Silas lost all their mories together.
In his mind, she was just the girl Grandpa found to look after him.
Sienna knew the reason Silas’s mory returned to age ten was that what happened then was a scar he could never get past.
At a life-and-death mont, to be abandoned by his own parents—this had always been his pain.
That incident haunted him like a nightmare, which is why he beca so obsessed.
If she wanted to truly cure his obsession, she’d have to help him walk out of that darkness.
Companionship and steadfastness were the best dicine.
And right now was the best opportunity to help treat Silas.
Thinking of all this, Sienna found it hard to describe her emotions.
There was bitterness and heartache, but even more worry.
The Prescott Family was full of infighting—if they knew Silas was now ntally a ten-year-old, the danger he’d be in was imaginable.
This was the perfect chance to get rid of him.
Understanding this, Sienna knew there was no ti to hesitate.
She spoke patiently: "Silas, I’m Sienna Paxton, the granddaughter of Grandpa’s old comrade. I’ll stay by your side from now on, but you have to rember what I say—you can’t let anyone know you’re ten now. Otherwise, you’ll be in danger, understand?"
Silas nodded obediently: "I’ll do whatever you say, as long as you don’t leave ."
Sienna smiled at him: "Good boy. After you finish eating, rember to take two pills of this dicine—it’ll help you recover faster."
"Okay, I’ll take it after I eat."
Seeing how well-behaved he was, Sienna was a bit surprised: "Why is his personality so different now?"
This version of Silas was hard for her to adjust to.
In her mory, Silas had always seed noble and gentle on the surface, but was dark and obsessive underneath.
But the Silas in front of her now was clearly not like that.
Caleb Langdon said, "This is his true nature. He only beca so obsessive because of the trauma. If you can help him out of that darkness, he shouldn’t relapse. But during this period, he needs to keep taking his dicine to stabilize his emotions. Here’s a week’s worth—two pills a day. He shouldn’t have nightmares much longer."
Sienna handed him two pills: "Be sure to take these later. I’ll go get you sothing to eat."
Silas agreed right away.
But as soon as Sienna and the others left with Caleb Langdon, Silas threw the pills into the trash can.
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