Chapter 659
Chapter 659 Why Did You Not Tell Me
The thought brought a self-deprecating smile to Gwendolyn''s face. She was about to go back into the
elevator and go to see Michael when she decided not to give up.
She wandered around on this floor. There were patients in hospital gowns doing some sort of training in
every room.
However, she could not find Patrick. She took a few steps forward and arrived at a quiet room at the
end of the corridor.
There were no family members waiting at the door, so she thought that there was probably no one
inside the room.
She craned her neck over the window and took a look inside. With just one look, she was certain that
the man practicing walking was Patrick.
What happened to him? What is he doing here?
She was dumbfounded. Although all she could see was just his back, she could tell if that man was
Patrick.
Gwendolyn did not realize it herself. It was an intuition one had toward someone they liked that allowed
them to find them among the crowd at a nce.
She opened the door and walked in and heard the physiatrist say, “Yes, take your time. Don''t push
yourself too hard. Take one step at a time.” Belonging ? N?velDram/a.Org.
Gwendolyn walked over to stand directly opposite Patrick. When she looked at his haggard face, she
was slightly taken aback.
Why is he so skinny?
However, his facial features had be more well-defined and chiseled.
He gave her a nk look devoid of any emotions.
The two stared at each other for nearly five seconds before Gwendolyn broke the silence.
“Patrick, what happened to you? Why are you in such a state?”
She touched one of his arms that was holding the parallel bars with her eyes full of worry.
His Adam''s apple bobbed up and down, and he asked indifferently, “Who are you?”
Gwendolyn took a step back, then shook her head.
“Y-You don''t remember me?”
Her heart ached so much that she was unable to breathe.
The doctor walked over. “Miss, this is the VIP training room, and outsiders are not allowed to enter.
Please wait outside. The patient needs to do the exercise in a quiet environment.”
Gwendolyn looked at Patrick, who was continuing to do the exercise emotionlessly.
Seeing that she did not leave after a while, the doctor asked a nurse toe in and persuade her to
wait at the door.
Only then did Gwendolyne back to her senses and leave the room.
She stood at the door, looked in through the window, and watched him practice repeatedly. After a
while, she turned away from the window.
No wonder I haven''t heard from him or met him in the past three months.
She had thought he was avoiding her on purpose. Even though they lived in the same city, they might
never see each other again for the rest of their life if they did not approach each other deliberately.
Something happened to him.
Did he get into a car ident that injured his leg and made him unable to walk anymore?
Many questions ran through her head. Did he injure his head too? His hair seems to be shorter. Did he
lose his memories and forget about me?
Gwendolyn bit her lip. She wanted to know everything that had happened to him.
She took out her phone, found Kevin''s phone number in a panic, and dialed it.
It took a while before the call was picked up.
“Hello.”
“Kevin, what happened to Patrick? Did he get into a car ident? Did he hurt his head? Why doesn''t
he remember me? Why does he look like he can''t walk too?”
She bombarded Kevin, who was in a meeting, with questions.
He knitted his brows slightly and stood up. “I have to take this call.”
After leaving the conference room, he replied, “There was something in his brain, which was taken out,
so he was in aa for more than three months.”
Did he lose his memories? I have no idea. He recognized us when he woke up. Did he only forget
about Gwen?
“Why didn''t you tell me?”
As Gwendolyn spoke, tears began to roll down her cheeks.