New Life : A Second Chance 735 Memories

Sayuri started getting a headache.

She gripped Kyle's shoulder, her face pale. Kyle panicked, seeing this and quickly pressed the intercom for the nurse.

She was. .h.i.t with flashes of memories, vague at first before it became clear. It swirled in her mind and the sudden onslaught of it had been too much.

It wasn't just the images that made her dizzy, but the intense pain and fear that she felt then. She clutched her head and was barely aware of the flurry of activities around her as the doctors and nurses came.

Kyle was worried to death as he watched helplessly while leaning against the wall.

It had been so unexpected. At first, he had just told her Sarah had pushed her down the stairs. However, Sayuri kept asking more detailed questions, like why was she at the stairs? Why was Sarah even targetting her?

He had noticed it when her face scrunched up that something may be wrong. At first, he had put it down to her being unhappy and upset over what had happened. Then, it was obvious there was something more as beads of sweat started on her forehead and she gripped his shoulder.

Was it a mistake to tell her?

Even though she wanted to know, did he make a wrong move?

The doctor gave Sayuri an injection and she calmed down. As the nurses helped settle her, the doctor came over to Kyle.

"She is fine," the doctor said, making Kyle feel really relieved, "It seems that something triggered her memories and caused some pain. After a night's rest, she would have recovered."

"Does this mean she has recovered her memories?" Kyle asked.

"We can only know after she wakes up," the doctor said, "Sometimes it does, sometimes it doesn't. It depends on how much the mind wants to forget."

Kyle nodded in understanding.

He now knew that what Sayuri was really forgetting. The pain of losing her babies. The attack must have been so traumatic that her mind shut down - even to the point of when she discovered they had been conceived.

Sarah had so much to pay for.

He thanked the doctor and nurses as they left and walked over to the now sleeping Sayuri. He tenderly brushed her hair and kissed her forehead. 

After ensuring that Sayuri was asleep peacefully, Kyle switched off the main room light. Going over to his desk, he switched on the table lamp and started working. There were a few investment proposals to look through, plus the performance quarter of several failing subsidiaries.

Soon, he was engrossed in the work.

Several hours later, Kyle sat up rigidly upon hearing the slight sound in the room. He turned his head to look when he heard Sayuri hiss as she brought her face close to his, "Bring me to her."

Kyle noted the time.

2am.

"We can't," Kyle said, getting up and trying to placate her, "In the morning. Let me get the permission to get you out first."

Sayuri shook her head, putting her hand on his chest, "No, now. Kyle, I need to see her NOW."

Kyle hugged her close to his chest, saying, "I know how badly you want to see her but not right now. Our babies are going to need to feed soon."

The struggling Sayuri stopped.

"Don't you feel it? How tight your b.r.e.a.s.t.s feel right now? It's full of milk, and the nurses will be coming around soon to check if you want to feed them," Kyle explained.

"Oh," Sayuri said with a pout.

"Feed them now, then we'll pump some milk out at 6am," Kyle told her, "Then we can go and see Sarah."

"Promise?" Sayuri asked, looking up at him.

"I promise," Kyle said, kissing her lips.

As if on cue, the nurse came then and smiled upon seeing them hugging, "Would you like to feed them now?"

Sayuri nodded eagerly.

After feeding the twins, Sayuri grabbed onto Kyle's hand as he was about to leave.

"Lie down here and sleep with me," Sayuri said, noting how tired he looked.

Kyle turned to look at the pile of doc.u.ments left on the table and then at Sayuri's anxious face.

Kyle sighed and relented, taking off his shoes and getting into bed with her. Sayuri smiled happily and hugged him close, burying her face onto his chest.

Sayuri couldn't believe that this man was now hers completely. Her memory had returned, and it was a very nice thing to wake up to. Finding out the man you had been in love with for so long, finally returning the feeling.

Being utterly pampered by him was even better now, and every sweet action of his felt sweeter. Before, it had been bittersweet because he could be so nice but not in love with her. Now, it was different.

And she was going to milk it for what it's worth.

Forever.

He had a lot to make up for anyway.

With that thought, she smiled as she drifted off to sleep.

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Sarah lay s.h.i.+vering on the padded floor.

She had been moved to this place over a month ago, ever since she tried to smash her head onto the concrete bed. She thought she could end her misery but the truth was far worse.

She was taken care of and nursed back to health.

She had been restrained to the bed, with an IV line inserted into a vein and had a catheter. 

The intravenous (or IV) line fed her body with liquid medicines and nourishments straight into the body.  The catheter is a thin, flexible tube that is inserted right at the pa.s.sage in which urine pa.s.ses (the urethra) and pushed all the way into the bladder. Thus, the urine would flow through it and into a drainage bag.

In short, Sarah was like a coma patient - minus the coma.

Till now, she still didn't see anyone at all.