The next day, Norton took me to the hospital for a follow-up.

The doctor said the blood clot in my brain was slowly dissipating, and I might soon regain my memory.

In an instant, Norton's face turned pale.

On the way home, he held my hand tightly, not saying a word.

"Norton, what's wrong?" I shook his hand.

Suddenly, he pulled me into a deserted alley and pressed me against the wall, kissing me wildly.

"Doreen, please never leave me, okay?"

With that, he kissed me again.

My face flushed, and I gently pushed him away.

"Let's go home first..."

Norton's face was still grim as he held me in...