Chapter 551: Missing Pieces
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Sam eyes widened in surprise. He immediately held Beryl in his arms. He took a glance at Beryl and to Jacob to whom he cautiously explained, "Don't worry, Mr. Jacob. Maybe Miss Beryl is just king of estranged of you, considering that it has been a long time since she saw you. I'm sure she will be fine after a while..."
Sam stopped talking. Before he could finish, Jacob had turned his back and ignored them without even looking back at them.
Sam's eyebrows furrowed in disappointment. He patted Beryl's back again, trying to coax her once more to stop the poor little thing from crying. This little girl had been crying ever since she probably met her father and how her father had treated her cold and indifferent. Sam had been patient all this time, but he really had to find out soon why Jacob became like this, hoping that the family would once more be reunited and happy.
Meanwhile, in the VIP ward of the hospital, Jack stared blankly on the wall in front of him. The food on his bedtop table were starting to get cold and looked barely touched.
Jack's mind was off somewhere. The doctor's words before he was left alone, echoed in his ears, affecting his mood like a magic spell. "Sir, you had been seriously injured from the accident. I am sorry to say this, but although the injury is no longer life-threatening as we all hoped, your legs couldn't be saved and it will be very difficult for you to stand up again."
Bang! The sound of a crash echoed on the room, taking Jack back to reality. He unconsciously let go of the glass of water he was holding, smashing the cup on the cold tiled floor. He stared at the glass that was splintered into pieces and wet with drinking water.
His eyes moved to a huge piece of glass just right next to a man's feet, covered with expensive handmade black leather shoes. The man stepped forward avoiding the glass shards and made heavy footsteps towards the foot of the bed that was free of broken pieces of glass.
Jack knew without having to look at the man's face and just the shoes, who that man was. He turned away to the other side of the room, which was a huge glass window with a small potted plant and air humidifier on the sill. He then said with disgust, "Why are you here, Jacob? Are you here to laugh at me? Mock me? Cuff me and take me back to jail?"
As if Jack's words never affected him, Jacob looked impassively at Jack. "Sign the contract."
He dropped a contract on Jack's leg. Jack's eyes turned towards the contract and wonderd if Jacob placed the folder there on purpose to remind him how useless it was now.
Jack's face suddenly turned dark and gloomy when he opened the folder. He stared over the contract for a while and then turned to look at Jacob with blank but piercing eyes. He asked coldly, "What do you mean? Is this a compensation? Who do you take me for? A beggar? Really? Are you trying to pay me off after what you had done to me?"
Jack scoffed and rolled his eyes in disdain. Jacob looked back at him expressionless with obvious of its indifference. "I'll save you the bother of reading the contract. It entitles you to own money in stock, real estate, and stock deposits of the company. I believe that amount and the properties it entails will be enough to spend the rest of your life without worries of the future."
Jack sneered and repeated, "Without worries? Are you hearing yourself?" He muttered those words over and over again. He started to feel the hype and adrenaline surge over him, making him explode into a sudden excitement. "Do you think what I've been looking for and lived for all my life is just for something like this? Of course not! What I want, what I had, are all taken away from me now!"
Jacob's eyes remained emotionless. There wasn't even any hint of pity or guilt in those hollow eyes as he sneered and replied, "It serves you right."
Jack's eyebrows furrowed into a frown. He felt anger and rage burning inside of him. "All of this is your fault! You took my career, ruined my reputation, lowered down my status, and you even stole my beloved woman from me! You! You took that all away from me,
ymore as a gentle face of a woman appeared vaguely on his mind. It was blurry, but obvious that it was a woman, and Jacob wanted to see that face clearly. The mist was blocking his clear vision.
There was a strong desire of wanting to know who this woman was inside of his head.
'Is it the Emily that everyone talked about? Is she the woman that I had forgotten?' he thought.
"I want to restore all my memories," Jacob suddenly stated, interrupting the doctor from explaining the details of the procedure.
Besides, whatever the procedure was, Jacob already made the decision.
The expert was stunned and immediately knew that Jacob wasn't listening to his explanation of the risks of the procedure. Then again, medical professionals were trained to be patient. He then repeated, "There is a certain risk, and some unknown sequelae may occur. Are you really determined to continue on with this?"
Jacob nodded and answered with a determined "Yes". He never once regretted the decisions he had made. "Very well," the expert said and led him back into the laboratory for the procedure.
He laid in bed and was given general anesthesia, so that he would be unconscious throughout the treatment.
He closed his eyes as he waited for the anesthesia to kick in and make him fall asleep. The blurry and vague image of a woman appeared into his head one last time before his mind flew to dreamland.
After such a long time, Jacob finally woke up. The ceiling now was different from where he was hours ago in the laboratory. His mind processed and recalled what he was dreaming about during the procedure.
He remembered seeing the vague image of the woman as clear as day now, and she was just as beautiful as he had imagined her to be.
Then again, there were other parts of that memory lost and erased that made Jacob furrow his eyebrows and forehead wrinkled as if he seemed to have dreamt of something unpleasant.
"Mr. Gu, were there memories restored now? Memories that weren't there before?" The expert asked with great concern. This procedure was new, and the chances of it working were actually low. 'This is only the first step to wake up your memory. If it doesn't work..."
"Of course, it works," Jacob interuppted. He looked at the doctor and then back at the ceiling in front of him. His eyes flashed a sly light, and he scoffed, "I remember everything now, and the dots are finally connecting. That's why I always feel like I lost something, because I really did lose pieces of the whole puzzle."
The doctor then went on about the next steps, but Jacob's mind was off somewhere else again. He finally knew who Emily was.
The memory that was restored in his mind told him that Emily was his enemy, a vicious woman.
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Sam eyes widened in surprise. He immediately held Beryl in his arms. He took a glance at Beryl and to Jacob to whom he cautiously explained, "Don't worry, Mr. Jacob. Maybe Miss Beryl is just king of estranged of you, considering that it has been a long time since she saw you. I'm sure she will be fine after a while..."
Sam stopped talking. Before he could finish, Jacob had turned his back and ignored them without even looking back at them.
Sam's eyebrows furrowed in disappointment. He patted Beryl's back again, trying to coax her once more to stop the poor little thing from crying. This little girl had been crying ever since she probably met her father and how her father had treated her cold and indifferent. Sam had been patient all this time, but he really had to find out soon why Jacob became like this, hoping that the family would once more be reunited and happy.
Meanwhile, in the VIP ward of the hospital, Jack stared blankly on the wall in front of him. The food on his bedtop table were starting to get cold and looked barely touched.
Jack's mind was off somewhere. The doctor's words before he was left alone, echoed in his ears, affecting his mood like a magic spell. "Sir, you had been seriously injured from the accident. I am sorry to say this, but although the injury is no longer life-threatening as we all hoped, your legs couldn't be saved and it will be very difficult for you to stand up again."
Bang! The sound of a crash echoed on the room, taking Jack back to reality. He unconsciously let go of the glass of water he was holding, smashing the cup on the cold tiled floor. He stared at the glass that was splintered into pieces and wet with drinking water.
His eyes moved to a huge piece of glass just right next to a man's feet, covered with expensive handmade black leather shoes. The man stepped forward avoiding the glass shards and made heavy footsteps towards the foot of the bed that was free of broken pieces of glass.
Jack knew without having to look at the man's face and just the shoes, who that man was. He turned away to the other side of the room, which was a huge glass window with a small potted plant and air humidifier on the sill. He then said with disgust, "Why are you here, Jacob? Are you here to laugh at me? Mock me? Cuff me and take me back to jail?"
As if Jack's words never affected him, Jacob looked impassively at Jack. "Sign the contract."
He dropped a contract on Jack's leg. Jack's eyes turned towards the contract and wonderd if Jacob placed the folder there on purpose to remind him how useless it was now.
Jack's face suddenly turned dark and gloomy when he opened the folder. He stared over the contract for a while and then turned to look at Jacob with blank but piercing eyes. He asked coldly, "What do you mean? Is this a compensation? Who do you take me for? A beggar? Really? Are you trying to pay me off after what you had done to me?"
Jack scoffed and rolled his eyes in disdain. Jacob looked back at him expressionless with obvious of its indifference. "I'll save you the bother of reading the contract. It entitles you to own money in stock, real estate, and stock deposits of the company. I believe that amount and the properties it entails will be enough to spend the rest of your life without worries of the future."
Jack sneered and repeated, "Without worries? Are you hearing yourself?" He muttered those words over and over again. He started to feel the hype and adrenaline surge over him, making him explode into a sudden excitement. "Do you think what I've been looking for and lived for all my life is just for something like this? Of course not! What I want, what I had, are all taken away from me now!"
Jacob's eyes remained emotionless. There wasn't even any hint of pity or guilt in those hollow eyes as he sneered and replied, "It serves you right."
Jack's eyebrows furrowed into a frown. He felt anger and rage burning inside of him. "All of this is your fault! You took my career, ruined my reputation, lowered down my status, and you even stole my beloved woman from me! You! You took that all away from me,
ymore as a gentle face of a woman appeared vaguely on his mind. It was blurry, but obvious that it was a woman, and Jacob wanted to see that face clearly. The mist was blocking his clear vision.
There was a strong desire of wanting to know who this woman was inside of his head.
'Is it the Emily that everyone talked about? Is she the woman that I had forgotten?' he thought.
"I want to restore all my memories," Jacob suddenly stated, interrupting the doctor from explaining the details of the procedure.
Besides, whatever the procedure was, Jacob already made the decision.
The expert was stunned and immediately knew that Jacob wasn't listening to his explanation of the risks of the procedure. Then again, medical professionals were trained to be patient. He then repeated, "There is a certain risk, and some unknown sequelae may occur. Are you really determined to continue on with this?"
Jacob nodded and answered with a determined "Yes". He never once regretted the decisions he had made. "Very well," the expert said and led him back into the laboratory for the procedure.
He laid in bed and was given general anesthesia, so that he would be unconscious throughout the treatment.
He closed his eyes as he waited for the anesthesia to kick in and make him fall asleep. The blurry and vague image of a woman appeared into his head one last time before his mind flew to dreamland.
After such a long time, Jacob finally woke up. The ceiling now was different from where he was hours ago in the laboratory. His mind processed and recalled what he was dreaming about during the procedure.
He remembered seeing the vague image of the woman as clear as day now, and she was just as beautiful as he had imagined her to be.
Then again, there were other parts of that memory lost and erased that made Jacob furrow his eyebrows and forehead wrinkled as if he seemed to have dreamt of something unpleasant.
"Mr. Gu, were there memories restored now? Memories that weren't there before?" The expert asked with great concern. This procedure was new, and the chances of it working were actually low. 'This is only the first step to wake up your memory. If it doesn't work..."
"Of course, it works," Jacob interuppted. He looked at the doctor and then back at the ceiling in front of him. His eyes flashed a sly light, and he scoffed, "I remember everything now, and the dots are finally connecting. That's why I always feel like I lost something, because I really did lose pieces of the whole puzzle."
The doctor then went on about the next steps, but Jacob's mind was off somewhere else again. He finally knew who Emily was.
The memory that was restored in his mind told him that Emily was his enemy, a vicious woman.
Sam eyes widened in surprise. He immediately held Beryl in his arms. He took a glance at Beryl and to Jacob to whom he cautiously explained, "Don't worry, Mr. Jacob. Maybe Miss Beryl is just king of estranged of you, considering that it has been a long time since she saw you. I'm sure she will be fine after a while..."Sam stopped talking. Before he could finish, Jacob had turned his back and ignored them without even looking back at them. Sam's eyebrows furrowed in disappointment. He patted Beryl's back again, trying to coax her once more to stop the poor little thing from crying. This little girl had been crying ever since she probably met her father and how her father had treated her cold and indifferent. Sam had been patient all this time, but he really had to find out soon why Jacob became like this, hoping that the family would once more be reunited and happy. Meanwhile, in the VIP ward of the hospital, Jack stared blankly on the wall in front of him. The food on his bedtop table were starting to get cold and looked barely touched. Jack's mind was off somewhere. The doctor's words before he was left alone, echoed in his ears, affecting his mood like a magic spell. "Sir, you had been seriously injured from the accident. I am sorry to say this, but although the injury is no longer life-threatening as we all hoped, your legs couldn't be saved and it will be very difficult for you to stand up again."Bang! The sound of a crash echoed on the room, taking Jack back to reality. He unconsciously let go of the glass of water he was holding, smashing the cup on the cold tiled floor. He stared at the glass that was splintered into pieces and wet with drinking water. His eyes moved to a huge piece of glass just right next to a man's feet, covered with expensive handmade black leather shoes. The man stepped forward avoiding the glass shards and made heavy footsteps towards the foot of the bed that was free of broken pieces of glass. Jack knew without having to look at the man's face and just the shoes, who that man was. He turned away to the other side of the room, which was a huge glass window with a small potted plant and air humidifier on the sill. He then said with disgust, "Why are you here, Jacob? Are you here to laugh at me? Mock me? Cuff me and take me back to jail?"As if Jack's words never affected him, Jacob looked impassively at Jack. "Sign the contract."He dropped a contract on Jack's leg. Jack's eyes turned towards the contract and wonderd if Jacob placed the folder there on purpose to remind him how useless it was now. Jack's face suddenly turned dark and gloomy when he opened the folder. He stared over the contract for a while and then turned to look at Jacob with blank but piercing eyes. He asked coldly, "What do you mean? Is this a compensation? Who do you take me for? A beggar? Really? Are you trying to pay me off after what you had done to me?"Jack scoffed and rolled his eyes in disdain. Jacob looked back at him expressionless with obvious of its indifference. "I'll save you the bother of reading the contract. It entitles you to own money in stock, real estate, and stock deposits of the company. I believe that amount and the properties it entails will be enough to spend the rest of your life without worries of the future."Jack sneered and repeated, "Without worries? Are you hearing yourself?" He muttered those words over and over again. He started to feel the hype and adrenaline surge over him, making him explode into a sudden excitement. "Do you think what I've been looking for and lived for all my life is just for something like this? Of course not! What I want, what I had, are all taken away from me now!"Jacob's eyes remained emotionless. There wasn't even any hint of pity or guilt in those hollow eyes as he sneered and replied, "It serves you right."Jack's eyebrows furrowed into a frown. He felt anger and rage burning inside of him. "All of this is your fault! You took my career, ruined my reputation, lowered down my status, and you even stole my beloved woman from me! You! You took that all away from me,ymore as a gentle face of a woman appeared vaguely on his mind. It was blurry, but obvious that it was a woman, and Jacob wanted to see that face clearly. The mist was blocking his clear vision. There was a strong desire of wanting to know who this woman was inside of his head. 'Is it the Emily that everyone talked about? Is she the woman that I had forgotten?' he thought. "I want to restore all my memories," Jacob suddenly stated, interrupting the doctor from explaining the details of the procedure. Besides, whatever the procedure was, Jacob already made the decision. The expert was stunned and immediately knew that Jacob wasn't listening to his explanation of the risks of the procedure. Then again, medical professionals were trained to be patient. He then repeated, "There is a certain risk, and some unknown sequelae may occur. Are you really determined to continue on with this?"Jacob nodded and answered with a determined "Yes". He never once regretted the decisions he had made. "Very well," the expert said and led him back into the laboratory for the procedure. He laid in bed and was given general anesthesia, so that he would be unconscious throughout the treatment. He closed his eyes as he waited for the anesthesia to kick in and make him fall asleep. The blurry and vague image of a woman appeared into his head one last time before his mind flew to dreamland. After such a long time, Jacob finally woke up. The ceiling now was different from where he was hours ago in the laboratory. His mind processed and recalled what he was dreaming about during the procedure. He remembered seeing the vague image of the woman as clear as day now, and she was just as beautiful as he had imagined her to be. Then again, there were other parts of that memory lost and erased that made Jacob furrow his eyebrows and forehead wrinkled as if he seemed to have dreamt of something unpleasant. "Mr. Gu, were there memories restored now? Memories that weren't there before?" The expert asked with great concern. This procedure was new, and the chances of it working were actually low. 'This is only the first step to wake up your memory. If it doesn't work...""Of course, it works," Jacob interuppted. He looked at the doctor and then back at the ceiling in front of him. His eyes flashed a sly light, and he scoffed, "I remember everything now, and the dots are finally connecting. That's why I always feel like I lost something, because I really did lose pieces of the whole puzzle."The doctor then went on about the next steps, but Jacob's mind was off somewhere else again. He finally knew who Emily was. The memory that was restored in his mind told him that Emily was his enemy, a vicious woman.
