Chapter 2000


    Chapter 2000


    Keegan''s Adam''s apple bobbed as he approached Ste. He reached down to take her phone away


    gently, "Stop looking at this. Let''s go home."


    Ste looked up at him, her eyes red and swollen. She pleaded, " Give it to me."


    He pursed his lips before saying, "Let''s go home first."


    Her voice was hoarse with emotion, she said, "Give it to me."


    Instead of handing over the phone, Keegan pocketed it. As Ste stood up to retrieve it, he enveloped


    her in his arms, his voice soft yet firm, "Don''t look anymore. Whatever you want to know, I''ll tell you."


    Ste clung to his shirt, the image of his bloody figure in a hospital bed haunting her. "How much did


    you suffer?" she asked, her voice breaking. She trembled in his embrace, tears streaming down her


    cheeks, "You''re even scared of injections, yet you had to endure thirteen stitches without anesthesia.


    Didn''t it hurt?"


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    The videos on Jaylene''s phone had shaken Ste deeply as they revealed Keegan''s vulnerability and


    pain. She had documented those moments not out of concern but for her own gain. The videos also


    clearly recorded his injuries.


    When he was rescued, he was already delirious. The prolonged exposure to cold water had caused a


    severe upper respiratory infection. The doctors were worried that anesthesia might aggravate his


    airway reactions, which could lead to spasms. So, they decided not to use any.


    At that time, Keegan was so out of it that he did not remember whether it had hurt. After the surgery,


    they put him on a pain pump, which they instructed Jaylene to press when he was in pain. If not, they


    told her only to use it sparingly. He did cry out, but not from pain; he kept calling Ste''s name. Jaylene,


    who hated that he was calling for Ste, kept pressing the pump. So, for more than a week after the


    surgery, he was almost never lucid.


    When Ste pressed for the truth, Keegan reassured her, "It didn''t hurt, and I''m not afraid of injections."


    But Ste, inconsble, did not believe him. She said, "I''ve seen you with injections. You were


    terrified!! How could you bear it without anesthesia?"


    Keegan was silent for a moment and then patiently exined to the frightened Ste, "I''m not afraid of


    injections, and it really didn''t hurt."


    But Ste was convinced he was lying so she would not be worried. No matter how he exined, she


    did not believe him. She kept on asking if it had hurt.


    Keegan sighed, realizing her distress, "It hurt a lot. And now, standing here, the pain is returning. Let’s


    go home and talk. My wound hurts."


    Once momentarily taken aback, Ste pushed him away, "The scab has fallen off, and your wound still


    hurts? Are you ying with me?


    It


    Keegan was left wondering, ''Where did herpassion go? Is her empathy fleeting?''


    Taking her phone back, Ste suggested they continue the conversation at home, "I also want to hear


    about how my husband, who supposedly lost his memory, suddenly regained it."


    Keegan stayed silent. He thought, ''Wasn''t she just feeling sorry for me a minute ago? why is she


    bringing up past issues now? Do pregnant women''s moods really flip this fast?''


    Ste returned home alongside Keegan with a heavy heart. As soon as they arrived, before she could


    speak, Keegan said, "Ste, let me take a shower first. I feel a bit cold."


    Ste, biting back her words, replied softly, "Hurry up, then."