New beginning: Billionaire love story novel Chapter 311

Matthew and Alexander stood frozen, their jaws practically hitting the floor as they processed Claire's words. It felt like they had just heard the craziest thing ever.

Matthew laughed nervously, trying to play it off. “Ha, good one, Claire. You’re joking, right? You remember me, don’t you?” He looked at her hopefully, but Claire’s confused expression didn’t change. Matthew’s heart sank as he turned to Alexander, his voice urgent. “Call the doctor, Alex. Now.”

Alexander didn’t waste a second. He nodded and rushed out of the room, his mind racing with worry. Matthew turned back to Claire, who was staring at him with wide, bewildered eyes. “Claire, seriously, it’s me, Matthew. Do you remember anything? We’re friends. Really good friends.” He reached out, gently taking her hand, but she yanked it away like he was on fire.

“Are you crazy?” she snapped, her voice full of distrust. “I don’t know you. Why would I remember you?” Matthew felt like he’d been punched in the gut. This couldn’t be happening. It was like a bad dream.

Just then, the door swung open, and the doctor walked in, with Alexander right behind him, looking more stressed than ever. “Did she remember anything?” Alexander asked, his eyes darting between Matthew and Claire.

Matthew shook his head slowly, his expression grim. “No. Not a thing.” Alexander’s face paled, and he let out a shaky breath.

“Did she lose her memory again?” Alexander’s voice was almost a whisper, like he was scared to even ask. Matthew glanced at Claire, who was watching them both like they were speaking a foreign language. “I don’t know,” he murmured. “But she looked really lost earlier.”

Alexander’s mind raced. The last time Claire had lost her memory, things had gotten complicated—really complicated. She had fallen for him back then, and everything had gotten all mixed up. Was this like a reset button? Did she go back to being the old Claire?

He stepped closer to her bed, his heart pounding. “Claire, do you know who I am?” he asked softly. Her eyes narrowed in confusion, and she shook her head slowly.

“No, I don’t. Should I?” Her voice was cautious, like she didn’t trust him either.

Alexander felt his chest tighten. He glanced at the doctor, desperation in his voice. “What’s wrong with her?”

The doctor sighed, glancing at his notes. “We need to run some tests to see what’s going on,” he explained calmly. Matthew jumped in before Alexander could say anything.

“Can we do them now? Like, right now?” he asked, his voice almost pleading. The doctor nodded and turned to get everything started.

After what felt like an eternity, they finally wheeled Claire back into the room. Matthew and Alexander jumped up, their eyes locked on the doctor as he walked in behind her.

“Doctor, what’s going on? Is she okay?” Matthew asked, his voice tight with worry.

The doctor cleared his throat. “Claire has temporary amnesia,” he explained gently. Matthew’s eyes went wide.

“What?!” he practically shouted, while Alexander just stood there, his mouth hanging open, too stunned to speak.

“The hit she took to the back of her head was pretty serious,” the doctor continued. “She has a concussion, and the memory loss is a result of that.”

“Will she remember?” Matthew’s voice cracked, the hope clinging to his words. The doctor sighed.

“Most likely, yes, but I can’t say when. It could be days, weeks... it’s hard to tell.” He offered them a sympathetic look before leaving the room, giving them some privacy.

Matthew and Alexander moved closer to Claire’s bed, their expressions a mix of hope and fear. Claire’s eyes darted between them, a hint of panic creeping in. “Who are you guys?” she asked again, her voice shaky. Matthew and Alexander shared a look before Matthew spoke up.

“Claire, I’m Matthew. We’re really good friends. And this is Alexander, he’s...your not so good of a friend.” His voice was gentle, like he was talking to a scared child.

Alexander turned to Matthew with a glared. "Hey!"