With the author's famous The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance series, Miss Lyra captivates readers with every word. Dive into chapter Chapter 543, where love anecdotes intertwine with plot twists and hidden demons. Will the next chapters of the The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance series be available today?
Key: The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance Chapter 543
The man’s brow furrowed slightly at her words.
“I don’t remember.”
Stella stared at him, incredulous. “You don’t remember? What, did you lose your memory or something?”
The doctor had already examined him. Aside from a mild concussion and some scrapes, there wasn’t anything else wrong.
“Amnesia?” The man looked genuinely at a loss. “I really can’t remember a thing.”
Stella’s breath caught in her throat as she studied his face.
He looked back at her, a hint of confusion in his eyes. “Do you know what my name is?”
He didn’t even know his own name?
That was a terrifying thought.
Stella realized she couldn’t delay, so she pressed the call button and summoned the doctor again.
After hearing Stella’s account, the doctor quickly ran another round of tests on the man.
Finally, the doctor gave his conclusion: “A concussion can indeed lead to memory loss, and often it’s impossible to detect until the patient regains consciousness. The human brain is both mysterious and fragile. Unfortunately, there isn’t an effective treatment for amnesia cases like this.”
Stella felt a headache coming on.
She’d just spoken to this man, and he couldn’t even recall his own name.
He had no ID, no wallet, not even a phone on him—nothing that could prove who he was.
It was as if he’d rushed out the door without a moment to gather his things.
This wasn’t a situation Stella could handle alone. She quickly called Abby and Neville for help.
When Abby arrived at the hospital, she couldn’t help exclaiming, “Wow, he’s actually pretty handsome.”
The man smiled politely. “Thank you for the compliment.”
Abby thought to herself: At least he’s got manners.
Stella turned to Neville. “Mr. Connolly, I don’t think he’s from around here. I checked with the police, but they couldn’t find anything about him. Could you help look into his identity?”
Neville’s deep-set eyes focused on the man’s face.
The stranger met his gaze without flinching, his lips curved in a harmless, friendly smile. He even greeted him politely. “Hello.”
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