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After hanging up the phone, Willow glanced at the calendar, roughly estimating how long it would take to tie up loose ends.
Without hesitation, she booked a one–way ticket to Santawill City for two weeks later.
Just as she confirmed the flight, a nurse knocked on her door.
“Miss Windsor, it’s time for your follow–up appointment.”
She nodded and eased herself into the wheelchair, following the nurse out of the room.
What she didn’t expect was that, the moment the elevator doors opened, she’d come face to face with the very man whose photos she had scrolled through countless times just days ago-
Jax Monroe.
The one person she had completely forgotten after her memory loss.
And in that moment, when he saw her, his expression hardened into ice. His gaze was sharp and biting.
“How did you know I was here? You followed me to the hospital too?”
Willow froze.
This was her first time seeing Jax in person since the accident.
She had thought it might feel awkward, unfamiliar, maybe even bittersweet.
What she hadn’t expected… was disgust.
“You’ve misunderstood,” she said quietly, barely audible. “I was in a car accident. I’ve been recovering here. I didn’t
follow you.”
Jax gave her a cold, scrutinizing look, as if assessing her every word. Just as he was about to speak, a nearby hospital room door opened.
A woman stepped out.
His entire demeanor shifted in an instant–his sharpness softened, his features gentled–and he rushed over.
“Elena, you’re still running a fever. I told you to stay in bed. Why are you up?”
At the sound of that name, Willow instinctively turned her head.
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The woman wore a flowing white dress, with chestnut hair cascading down her shoulders and porcelain skin that almost glowed under the hospital lights.
She gave Willow a polite smile and asked gently, “The room was stuffy. I just needed some fresh air. Jax, who’s this?”
“She’s Willow Windsor,” Jax replied calmly. “A friend of my sister’s. She works in our design department. We’re not particularly close.”
Willow listened as he introduced her. His tone was measured and distant–like he was describing a stranger he had barely interacted with.
Elena smiled warmly, her voice soft. “Nice to meet you, Willow. Your head is bandaged… were you in an accident?”
“A car accident,” Willow nodded. “Mild concussion. Some memories are… still a little unclear.”
She hadn’t even finished her sentence when a nurse called out from down the hall:
“Willow Windsor, bed 1124–time for your scans.”
Willow gave a quick nod to both of them, murmured a goodbye, and turned away in her wheelchair, heading for the examination room.
Behind her, Jax frowned slightly, his gaze lingering on her.
Wasn’t she the one who used to chase after him with a smile, refusing to give up, always trying to talk to him?
Now… she left without a second glance?
After her scans, Willow went to the pharmacy to collect her prescriptions.
On the way back, the early spring sunshine filtering through the hospital courtyard tempted her. She rolled her wheelchair toward the fountain, basking in the warmth.
Just as she reached the edge of the pool, a familiar figure approached.
“Elena?” she asked, slightly surprised.
The woman smiled and nodded. “What a coincidence. I came out for some air too.”
Willow returned the smile politely, about to make small talk, when Elena walked over naturally and took over pushing her wheelchair, speaking breezily:
“Jax had to take a call, left me on my own. I was getting bored out of my mind. Since I ran into you, mind if we chat
for a bit?”
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She paused briefly, then added, her tone slightly probing,
“I heard you and Jax have worked together for years. When I was overseas, someone mentioned there was a woman who chased him for seven years, relentlessly. Do you… happen to know who that was?”
Willow’s fingers paused slightly on the armrest, but her heart didn’t skip a beat.
She looked up at the graceful woman beside her and smiled, her voice calm and composed.
“I’m not sure who that was. But if someone pursued him for seven years, and he still only has eyes for you, then it’s clear–you’re the one who truly matters to him. Everyone else… doesn’t.”
She said it with a serene grace, without the slightest tremor.
And as Elena listened, the smile at the corner of her mouth froze slightly for a moment.
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