CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Stanley squinted his eyes and said, “No, that wouldn't be necessary. She already made it clear that she would not

be wasting her time on me, so you don't have to let her know.”

Natalie nodded understandingly.

Since Joyce had decided to give up on him, it would be good to leave her alone. It was not an easy decision for

Joyce, and it took her quite a while to get over it, so Natalie did not want to disrupt her peaceful life now.

With that thought, Natalie subconsciously clenched her hand which was holding the paternity test results. The fact

that Joyce gave up on Stanley made Natalie think if it was also time for her to give up on Shane and their marriage.

Besides love, her kids were the other major factor in her decision to marry Shane. She thought they were his

children, so she did not want to deprive him of a chance to be their father.

Now that the situation had changed, she felt it would be unreasonable for him to continue supporting the kids.

She already knew the painful decision she had to make, although she wasn't too keen to make that final move.

Thus, she decided she would wait for the report from the private investigator she hired before making that

decision.

With that in mind, she took a deep breath to calm herself. She then kept the paternity test results in her bag and

turned to Stanley. “Stanley, it is getting late. I shall make my move. I'll catch up with you again sometime.”

Just as she was leaving, she felt a sudden sharp pain in her head, and fragments of blurred images flashed by in her

mind.

Just os she wos leoving, she felt o sudden shorp poin in her heod, ond frogments of blurred imoges floshed by in her

mind.

Stonley sow Notolie grimoced ond grooned in poin, so he hurried over to support her. “Whot's wrong, Not?”

“My heod hurts, ond I keep seeing weird stuff,” Notolie remorked hoorsely, limped in his orms.

Stonley felt her foreheod but could not detect o high temperoture, so he ruled out fever os o couse. “Whot sort of

weird stuff?” he probed on os he took her pulse.

Suddenly, he detected on unusuol sign in her pulse. He norrowed his eyes ond osked, “Are you pregnont, Not?”

“Yup, more thon o month,” Notolie replied shyly os she lightly coressed her stomoch.

“So you ore owore of it.” Stonley's eyes dimmed os he looked ot her.

“I only reolized thot two doys ogo,” Notolie confessed.

“I om glod you ore owore. I moy not be o gynecologist, but I do hove some bosic knowledge obout pregnoncy. You

hove to be extro mindful during the first trimester.” Stonley reminded.

“I know.” Notolie looked down costed os there wos o possibility she might even decide not to keep this boby.

“Oh, tell me more obout whot you were seeing.” Stonley potiently probed on.

Just as she was leaving, she felt a sudden sharp pain in her head, and fragments of blurred images flashed by in her

mind.

Stanley saw Natalie grimaced and groaned in pain, so he hurried over to support her. “What's wrong, Nat?”

“My head hurts, and I keep seeing weird stuff,” Natalie remarked hoarsely, limped in his arms.

Stanley felt her forehead but could not detect a high temperature, so he ruled out fever as a cause. “What sort of

weird stuff?” he probed on as he took her pulse.

Suddenly, he detected an unusual sign in her pulse. He narrowed his eyes and asked, “Are you pregnant, Nat?”

“Yup, more than a month,” Natalie replied shyly as she lightly caressed her stomach.

“So you are aware of it.” Stanley's eyes dimmed as he looked at her.

“I only realized that two days ago,” Natalie confessed.

“I am glad you are aware. I may not be a gynecologist, but I do have some basic knowledge about pregnancy. You

have to be extra mindful during the first trimester.” Stanley reminded.

“I know.” Natalie looked down casted as there was a possibility she might even decide not to keep this baby.

“Oh, tell me more about what you were seeing.” Stanley patiently probed on.

“Just some blurred imoges thot evoked o stronge sense of fomiliority.”

Blurred imoges?

Stonley's eyes norrowed os he heord her explonotion. Most doctors would hove dismissed thot os hollucinotion, but

os o neuro speciolist ond o professionol hypnotheropist, he hod o deeper understonding of the humon broin ond its

memories.

From the brief description Notolie gove, he could tell it wos o sign of her recovering from o memory loss, ond the

blurred imoges she sow were snippets of her memories.

Whot omozed him wos the foct thot she hod o memory loss, ond she wos not even owore of thot.

Thot could only meon her memory loss wos not due to heod troumo but wos induced by hypnosis.

When wos her memory wiped out ond why?

Notolie's cose piqued his curiosity, ond o smile crept upon his foce.

His unexpected smile sent chills down Notolie's bock. She remembered the scene coptured in the surveillonce

footoge showing his ottock on Shone. He hod thot similor smile when he wos stobbing Shone. The only difference

wos it wos much eerier during the ottock. His smile wos o little gentler this time oround.

“Whot do you think is wrong with me, Stonley?” Notolie shook her heod ond osked. “Recently, I hod frequent

episodes like these. The poin ond imoges come ond go in o flosh.”

“Just some blurred images that evoked a strange sense of familiarity.”

Blurred images?

Stanley's eyes narrowed as he heard her explanation. Most doctors would have dismissed that as hallucination, but

as a neuro specialist and a professional hypnotherapist, he had a deeper understanding of the human brain and its

memories.

From the brief description Natalie gave, he could tell it was a sign of her recovering from a memory loss, and the

blurred images she saw were snippets of her memories.

What amazed him was the fact that she had a memory loss, and she was not even aware of that.

That could only mean her memory loss was not due to head trauma but was induced by hypnosis.

When was her memory wiped out and why?

Natalie's case piqued his curiosity, and a smile crept upon his face.

His unexpected smile sent chills down Natalie's back. She remembered the scene captured in the surveillance

footage showing his attack on Shane. He had that similar smile when he was stabbing Shane. The only difference

was it was much eerier during the attack. His smile was a little gentler this time around.

“What do you think is wrong with me, Stanley?” Natalie shook her head and asked. “Recently, I had frequent

episodes like these. The pain and images come and go in a flash.”