Never Tired of Mr. Leon's Love

Although one of them had lost their memory, Lucy and Matthew were still able to interact with each other without any sense of unfamiliarity.

Oh wait, was someone being forgotten? Oh, Cillian?

As soon as he saw Lucy and Matthew talking, he left the ward expressionlessly. Of course, he was not going to stand there and watch the woman he loved getting intimate with another man. He would go insane from the jealousy, so before he lost control of his emotions, he had better leave.

Outside the ward, Cillian leaned his head against the door in his thin clothes. The ward was well-soundproofed, so he could not hear what was going on inside, but he still felt a bit lonely.

A nurse passed by the ward and noticed Cillian sitting by the door, so she grew concerned. "Mr. Sullivan, why are you sitting here with so little clothing when you just came out of surgery? What if you get sick? You'll suffer even more then. Here, let me push you in."

Cillian snapped out of it and gently smiled at the nurse who showed him genuine concern. "It's okay. I just want to get some fresh air. I won't catch a cold that quickly."

He stared at the door of the ward and joked bitterly, "The two lovebirds are having some alone time in there, so I can't go in and be a third wheel, right?"

His heart throbbed painfully.

The nurse did not notice anything unusual about Cillian's expression, so she cheerfully agreed, "You're right. Poor you. Do you want me to take you to the garden for a stroll?”

Cillian fell silent as he had just returned from the garden with Matthew.

While he was contemplating how to respond, the door of the ward suddenly opened. Standing at the doorway was Matthew.

Matthew was surprised to see what was going on outside. He glanced at Cillian sitting by the door and asked coldly, "Why aren't you coming in?

"By the way, I'm transferring my wife to another ward. It's a little inconvenient to keep her here."

Matthew expressed his selfish intentions while keeping his features stiff. Cillian was not happy about it, but he had no objections either. The conditions in a mixed-gender ward were indeed not ideal.

A woman like Lucy deserved the best, but he could not stand Matthew's attitude. Thus, he decided to confront him.

"Don't forget. When Lucy has almost recovered and she can walk again, you'll send her to Charleston. Remember to get me a plane ticket too."

Matthew clenched his teeth in annoyance.

Cillian was pleased to see his displeasure, and he pushed his wheelchair into the ward.

Lucy was feeling bored, so she was playing cat's cradle with a piece of string. When she saw Cillian coming in, her eyes lit up. "Class rep, would you like to play cat's cradle with me?" Cillian readily agreed and joined her.

Matthew did not join them as he had many things to take care of. First, he needed to erase all traces of his wife's hospital records and register her as deceased after many failed rescue attempts. Additionally, he had to inform others that his wife had died in a car accident and investigate the members of Spades, as well as the whereabouts of their headquarters. Roughly estimating, it might take him half a year to resolve this issue. The thought of his wife being away from him for so long made him extremely restless.