The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 988

Yuri's face transformed with concern. "Temporarily lost her memory?"

His gaze landed on Brittany, who was looking back at him with damp, wide eyes, so different from the Brittany he knew.

"I understand now."

Yuri asked the doctor to leave them alone. He took a deep breath, pulled a chair beside the bed, and reached out gently to Brittany.

"Don't…don't touch me!" Brittany recoiled in fear, causing the needle in the back of her hand to shift, a small trickle of blood reversing into the tube.

"Okay, okay, I won't touch you," Yuri said, voice laced with a newfound caution. "Bri, calm down, it's me, Dad."

"Dad?"

Brittany blinked several times, repeating the word.

"Yes, it's me, your dad." Yuri's voice softened as he recounted stories from their past, pulling out a family photo from his wallet. "Look, Bri, we used to be a family. It's all my fault. I didn't protect you…"

Brittany studied the photo intently, her guard slowly falling away as she recognized the truth in those captured moments. She wrapped her arms around Yuri. "Dad, it hurts. It hurts so much. I want to go home."

Yuri was momentarily stunned. Their relationship had been mending over the days, but this level of affection from Brittany was new to him.

He quickly regained his composure. "Sweetheart, you need to get better here in the hospital. How about I make you some soup tonight? You always loved my soup, didn't you?"

In the presence of his only daughter, Yuri's usual pride melted into a tender warmth.

Brittany nodded obediently. "Okay."

Exhausted from the ordeal and the subsequent examination, Brittany soon fell into a deep sleep.

Yuri sought out the doctor. "When will my daughter recover?"

He had prepared himself to break the news to Brittany about Isaac's accident upon her awakening. But he hadn't expected her to forget everything.

The doctor was uncertain. "Mr. Lynette, it could be a matter of months or it could take years, depending on her progress."

Exiting the office, Yuri contacted his butler. "Get Dr. Peter on the line. We're going back to Craneville."

"Do you want to proceed with the Memory Reinforcement Therapy for Ms. Lynette?"