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To Be Yours Again by Taylor

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Chapter 768 What Do You Think?

Jolene feared all her tricks and schemes would go to waste. More than that, she worried

that she might suffer a bad ending and that Jenny would keep winning...

Caught off guard by the unexpected question, James paused and looked at her with a

mocking smile on his face. "What do you think?"

"I don't know." Jolene shook her head and spoke the truth—she was truly clueless. When

the Glasses were around, and her family was intact, she thought she stood a better

chance at marrying James, knowing that he'd defer to the wishes of the two families

despite having no feelings for her.

But she wasn't too sure about that anymore.

She looked like a joke in his eyes. He said disdainfully, "Oh, you're not sure now? Does that

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mean you were confident in yourself before this?" Taking her silence as a yes, he smirked.

"Your self-confidence is through the roof."

With that, he retired to his bedroom without leaving an answer to her question. Still, he

believed that she must have gotten the memo by now.

Back in the living room, a pale-looking Jolene was trembling violently. She knew the

meaning behind his words-he'd never marry her. Not only that, he had never planned to

marry her from the get-go.

She sank into despair and was at a loss for her next step. Should she leave in anger or

retreat to her room like a loser, pretending nothing had happened?

She was lost. All she knew was that she felt extremely distressed by the turn of events.

Jenny had no idea about the twists and turns in Jolene's life, and she wasn't interested in

her sister anyway. After making a full recovery, she returned to work at the hospital with a

focused mind. After all, Graham was around to provide support, and she believed he would

take good care of all the problems.

After she wrapped up the consultation for a patient, she was about to call the next patient

in but froze upon seeing the name on the list. After a slight pause, she gritted her teeth

and called, "Alec Faust!"

Soon, the man entered with his medical records in his hand.

"Mr. Faust, what are you doing here?" She kept a smile on her face and held back her rage.

"I waited in line for a consultation," he answered curtly, rendering her speechless. Of

course, everyone knew he was here for a consultation, but he could have sped up the

process with his privilege.

At the look of his sincere and serious expression, she lost any will to argue with him. "Do

you have your records with you?"

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He nodded and handed her the papers. She went through the information carefully while

he examined her.

"This is a complicated case that involves brain hematoma. Doctors do not have room for

error when they operate on you because that'd lead to paralysis." That was likely the

reason all the doctors in Bardoff City had turned down the opportunity to operate on him.

They were capable of doing so, but no one had the courage to shoulder the great risk of

potentially crippling the rising star of the Faust family. To them, his memory loss was a

minor inconvenience compared to paralysis. However, none seemed to carry a sense of

urgency about the long-term effects of leaving his hematoma untreated—they seemed

content to only tackle the problem when it arose.

When she received no response from him, she looked up quizzically, and their eyes met.

Her heart skipped a beat, but she quickly regained her composure. "Mr. Faust?" she called,

pulling him out of a daze.

"I'm sorry. I was too focused on you," Alec said boldly without a hint of embarrassment. 1