My Ex-Husband Always Knew That I Had Cheated on Him-Chapter 259: Ruined by Oneself
Ten minutes later, Chloe Simpson’s hospital room was surrounded by white coats.
"What’s going on here? I need an explanation right now!"
Alexander Johnson glanced at the group of doctors in heated discussion and questioned in a low voice.
The doctors exchanged a glance at Chloe, and one of them stepped forward to face Alexander. "Young Mister Johnson, could we speak outside?"
"..."
Alexander frowned slightly but nodded.
"Young Mister Johnson, after careful discussion and analysis among us doctors, we’ve come to a conclusion. Miss Simpson’s body has no issues, but she lost consciousness last night due to head trauma."
"At the same time, it seems the severe impact triggered temporary confusion in her brain — or perhaps her body responding to extreme stress by initiating a self-protection mechanism."
"As a result, she remembers everything about everyone and herself, yet has completely forgotten the events of last night."
"Yes, Young Mister Johnson, that’s exactly how it is."
Alexander furrowed his brow. "When will her memory of this event recover?"
"Well, it’s hard to say. Maybe she’ll recall it in a few days, perhaps a few months, or it could be something she’s unable to remember for the rest of her life. All of these possibilities have occurred with other patients."
The doctor spoke cautiously, bowing his head in respect.
"Alexander Johnson!"
Just as the doctor finished speaking, Chloe Simpson’s voice rang out from inside the hospital room.
"Alright, I’ve heard enough. You may leave now," Alexander nodded, dismissing the doctors, then stepped into the room.
"Alexander Johnson, what exactly happened last night? Why am I in the hospital? And why are you here?"
Chloe strained to recall, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t remember anything about the night before. The effort only made her head ache more.
"I don’t know. I was passing by quietly last night when I saw you collapsed by the roadside. I brought you to the hospital."
Alexander’s thoughts returned to last night’s events, fueling his wrath. He forced himself to suppress his anger as he spoke.
"...Alright, I understand. Thank you. I’m fine now, so there’s no need for you to stay here and take care of me."
Though skeptical, Chloe couldn’t remember anything about last night and ultimately chose to believe him.
Moments after she finished speaking, Emily Sterling called.
"Chloe, I made breakfast this morning and went to call you to eat, but you weren’t in your room. Where did you go?"
"Oh, I... This morning the hospital suddenly called, saying the emergency ward was overwhelmingly busy. They asked me to come immediately, and I rushed over and forgot to tell you. Mom, I can’t talk now, I need to get back to work."
Chloe casually made up an excuse and hung up hurriedly.
Alexander also received a WeChat message from Jack Woods: [Eldest Young Master, Miss Simpson is awake now. Lucas Hughes is over here...]
[I’m heading there now,] Alexander replied after glancing at Chloe.
Now that Chloe had woken up, staying any longer would only make her more suspicious.
"You’re fine now, so I’m leaving," Alexander said as though nothing had happened, turned, and walked out.
"Hmm, alright," Chloe nodded, not questioning further.
Forty minutes later, Alexander arrived at his villa’s basement, where Lucas Hughes had been confined for an entire night.
"Young Mister Johnson, Young Mister Johnson, you’re finally here! Please listen to me—I swear I didn’t intend to harm Chloe. I just... After all these years, I wanted us to be together again."
"And last night, I was drunk when I called Chloe. I didn’t mean it. I didn’t know you still had an interest in her—if I’d known, I wouldn’t have dared to lay a finger on her..."
Seeing Alexander, Lucas dropped to his knees with a thud, frantically trying to explain.
But Alexander had no patience for his pleas and cut him off directly.
"Lucas Hughes, I’ll give you two choices: either your entire Hughes Family is wiped out, or you cripple yourself by your own hand!"
