Remembered Too Late

-tier lawyer in the industry, but he could n

my birthday or our w

room door and asked politely ye

emember my name or

wedding photo on the wall with a lab

n the bedroom door

th sticky notes that explained in detail

fect of his high-pressure

both me and his childhood friend, Sylvie Gord

outed in a clear, urgent voice, "She has tachyca

ked, "Sir, your wife is also seriously injured.

covered in blood, and shook his

tood. He was not forgetful. His

t precise, precious me

he had never cared t

.

urprise and disbelief, then tu

ull up my medical recor

rescue process, Roger

n. "Temperature normal, blood pressure a bit low. She can't eat seafood. She's allergic. She

ganized. No wonder he was the un

he came to examine me, he could not hold back and said,

rs of my mouth but co

pain from broken ribs and internal bruisin

d to the agony of my h

glanced at me even once

not his wife but a

irst. She only had a mild concuss

ully helped her sit up and comforted her soft

beautifully. "Roger, I was so afraid

tender enough to melt anyone. "Silly girl. H

touchin

than ten feet away, covered in b

sings. She looked at them, then

r hospitalization paperwork hasn't be

ood what

out my phone, and called my

ough. "Josie, you miss me already? Did the great lawyer Roger

ke free in t

aged to choke out a few words. "Sony

en came the crash of a chair and hurri

he address a

d me a single secon

flashed in his eyes, as if he blamed me fo

and walked

uld finally sho

uth with an icy question

completely int

r help while on the brink of dea

walked over weakly and tugged at Roger's sleeve. "Roger, let's go

upported her, and switched back to

e simply held Sylvie and walke

ased after them and called out, "Mr. Harvey!

own the hallway wit