chapter 1721


    Anthony''s eyes dulled upon receiving Cabbage''s email, and he could practically feel his heart sinking.


    ''Side effects''? ''More severe''?


    Why did this happen?


    He had just grown hopeful, anticipating how he would rekindle his rtionship with Charmine once he


    recovered.


    s, it seemed that there was no chance to be with her.


    Charmine had just started walking out of the negative impact he had inflicted. What harm would he


    cause her if he left her again? Anthony''s gaze darkened with bitterness as he recalled how Charmine


    had once cut him off before.


    Amid his thoughts, Anthony''s phone rang. Lowering his gaze, he noticed that it was Nial calling.


    "What is it?” he spoke upon answering the call.


    "Bro, my research with the international professors finally has results!” came Nial''s excited response on


    the other end. "We have a daring proposal, I don''t know if you''re willing to try it." i


    "Is that so?" replied Anthony, his interest piqued. ''Tell me!"


    He would not give up on any chance of recovery.


    Nial said, "Amnesia is caused by damage inflicted upon the hippocampus. If we have a craniotomy and


    insert a high- tech man-made hippocampus, yourplication may be treated. Nheless, this is a


    very risky surgery, and the chances of failure are as high as eighty percent. If we seed, the effect


    willst forever. If we fail, you may end up paralyzed...or even dead."


    Anthony clenched his phone tightly and narrowed his eyes.


    A failure rate as high as 80-percent, was it?


    There was a 20-percent chance of sess, regardless.


    Anthony looked out the window and at the beautiful bamboo house. He seemed to have made a


    decision as he answered, "Have it prepared, then. I’ll go tomorrow."


    Forget 20-percent; he would still undergo the operation even if the sess rate was just one-percent!


    Nial nodded. ''Til wait for you then, Bro!"


    Anthony hung up and leaned on the sofa with his eyes shut. His face was solemn.


    He had no idea if he could return upon leaving this time. If he could not...


    Anthony''s heart sank. He opened his darkened eyes and looked ahead.


    If he could not make it back, how would Charmine face the rest of her long life?


    However, given the situation, he had to leave.


    This was his only chance, and he would gamble his life for Charmine.


    Anthony''s head began throbbing in pain once more, and he pressed on his temples, attempting to


    relieve the pain. It worked after a long while, and the pain subsided.


    Seeing that Charmine would be returning soon, he endured the pain and quickly went into the kitchen


    to make dinner.


    The sun began to set that evening, nketing the entire vige with its remaining glow. Cooking smoke


    rose from the houses below the mountain.


    At this time, Charmine made her way home from the site. When she walked past the bamboo bridge,


    she could smell the fragrance of food cooked in a pot.


    Pot food?


    Her eyes lit up as she instinctively recalled her first meal with Anthony. They had pot food.


    Charmine felt somehow pleasant. When she got home and opened the door, the fragrance intensified.


    "Mommy!"


    Chris was on the swing in the front yard. When Charmine came home, he chirped, "Daddy made dinner


    tonight! It''s pot food!"


    Charmine was shocked. "Why is he cooking?"


    Was he implying that she came home toote, or that the food she cooked was not up to his


    standards?


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    Chris shook his head. "I don''t know. You should go in and ask Daddy."


    "Oh." Charmine thus went inside and saw Anthony''s tall figure standing before the kitchen counter,


    cutting and chopping away with unwavering focus.


    She frowned in confusion.


    Anthony was preparing dinner?