Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1521:

Lucille probed further. “Are you really considering false testimony to help Dolores? But what if Shaun regains his memory? Won’t he uncover our scheme?”

Elyse lounged in the living room, engrossed in a message from Jayden confirming he had wrapped up work and was on his way.

A sudden noise snapped her back to reality. She looked up just in time to see Shaun shuffle out of his room, his cheeks wet with tears. He locked eyes with her, his voice barely a whisper of pain. “I just had a nightmare.”

Elyse, taken aback, responded, “What did you dream about?”

He wiped his cheeks, the tears relentless. “It’s all a blur, but it stung. It was like trying to hold sand—it just slipped through my fingers.”noveldrama

Worried, Elyse stood and offered some comfort. “Maybe it’s for the best you don’t remember.” But Shaun was adamant, shaking his head. “No, it feels too important. Maybe it’s about her!”

Elyse’s face tightened, words failing her for a moment.

After collecting himself, Shaun ventured, “I know you’re worried I’ll end up broken or lose my marbles. But could you tell me the name of the person I’m searching for?”

Elyse bit her lip, then sighed. “Are you sure you want to go down that road?”

Shaun’s voice was firm. “People say amnesia is a blank slate, but I call it a curse. I won’t hide from my past. Painful or not, I have a right to remember.”

Elyse tried to comfort him. “Honestly, wiping the slate clean can be a blessing. No one would fault you.”

“But I would,” Shaun cut in, his voice breaking. “I can’t live with myself if I run away. It might be a thorny past, but it’s mine.”

Elyse took a deep breath and decided to come clean. “The woman you’re asking about is Tracy Bernard, my best friend.”

She hesitated, then continued, “She fell hard for you, moved to Liverton because of you. You two were an item for over a year, even talked about tying the knot.”

She stopped abruptly, noticing Shaun’s pained expression.

He gripped his head with one hand, his brow and nose glistening with sweat. His lip caught firmly between his teeth, his complexion ghostly pale.

“Tracy… that name rings a bell. I’ve definitely heard it. I know her!” Shaun grappled with his memories, desperately trying to place Tracy, but coming up short.

Elyse steadied him, her voice laced with concern. “Don’t push yourself too hard. It might just backfire on your brain!”

Shaun’s response was a resolute shake of the head. “I have to remember her. I must. I need to piece together who I am and our shared history.”

“Your past was woven with both joy and sorrow, but that chapter is closed now. Let it go,” Elyse counseled.

Yet Shaun’s determination did not waver; his thirst to recall his past was unquenchable.

Overcome with emotion, he cried out and crumpled to the floor. Driscoll, observing from nearby, intervened with respect. “I kept the doctor here just in case. I’ll get him right now.”

Watching Shaun lie motionless on the floor, Elyse sighed deeply. “What a mess we’re in,” she murmured, a note of defeat in her voice. Driscoll echoed her sentiment, shaking his head. “What’s done is done. He’s just being headstrong.”

Elyse reflected sadly. “Had he only known sooner, perhaps things would’ve been different. His love for Tracy was there, but it wasn’t deep enough—that’s why he mistreated her. After she left, regret dawned on him, and he saw her true value. Even now, amidst the fog of amnesia, he seeks her.”

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