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    Marc nodded, his heart pounding.


    He returned to her side. Ste clutched his hand, worry flickering across her face. “I… I had this long nightmare,” she whispered. “But I can’t remember it. What did the doctor say? Is it bad?”


    Ste didn’t understand what was happening. She had no idea why her mind felt so empty, so fragile.


    Marc had told her it was a car ident caused by overwork, that she had been trapped in aa for over two years. Her innocent, unguarded gaze pierced him, twisting something deep in his chest.


    Could this… be a second chance?


    Had all those silent prayers he whispered in that empty hallway been answered?


    Yet a storm raged inside him. This moment might be fleeting. She had forgotten William… but tomorrow, everything coulde rushing back.


    And when it did, she would hate him even more.


    The doctor’s prognosis echoed in Marc’s mind on a relentless loop—she might never recover those memories. Each word carved deeper into him.


    This was fate handing him a single, fragile chance. One chance to stay by Ste’s side. One chance to be the man she had once believed him to be.


    After hours of torment—morality screaming on one side, desperate longing on the other—Marc finally made his choice. Desire won.


    He sat at Ste’s bedside, gently brushing her hair away from her face. “Silly girl,” he murmured softly, his voice warm and tender. “You just had a nightmare. But it’s over now. I’m here. You’re safe.”


    Ste smiled,forted by his presence, but her brow soon knit with concern. “Marc… how long have I been unconscious? Did we miss our wedding date? How is thepany faring?”


    Her memory had frozen at the happiest point in their rtionship—the days just before their wedding. At that time, Walsh Group was just getting started. Ste’s patents had propelled it forward overnight.


    But reality was nothing like that now. Walsh Group had copsed.


    Marc forced a calm smile. “The business didn’t take off the way we hoped,” he admitted, his voice low. “But it’s fine. We’ll start again. With you by my side, nothing is impossible.”


    Ste blinked, momentarily stunned. She knew her patented technology had once set the industry on fire. With demand so high, failure shouldn’t have been possible.


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    But she had been unconscious… for two long years.


    Guilt swept over her like a tide.


    She grabbed Marc’s hand firmly. “Marc, now that I’m awake, I’ll help you rebuild everything. I promise you—we will rise again.”


    Marc’s entire body tensed. Her words sent a shock through him—joy surging in his chest, crashing hard against the guilt he had been suppressing.


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