She’s Married, Sir (Scarlett and Sebastian)
Chapter 218

Chapter 218

After the man sat down on the armchair by the bed, he said to Scarlett, "Now that you're awake, live life to the fullest in her honor"

The 'her' he spoke of, Starlett had no idea who he was referring to. She stared at him, perplexed, hoping he could elucidate. further.

The man, not wanting to explain too much, picked up the razor he had set aside by the bed and gently lifted her head.

Scarlett, not knowing what he was doing, was suddenly startled by the sound of a razor coming from her head.

Scarlett was stunned. Was this man shaving her hair? Why?

The man noticed the surprise in her eyes. He was very gentle and said as he shaved, "The nurses said your hair was too long and it was hard to wash. So I'm helping you shave. It's easier this way... Scarlett saw the hair that had been shaved off to be very short as if it had been shaved multiple times.

In other words, she had always been bald when she had not woken up?!

Scarlett was unable to come to terms with her baldness, and her expression changed abruptly. She stared at the man who was crazily shaving her head and wanted to kill him with her eyes. Ignoring the murderous look in her eyes, the man focused on assisting her in shaving her head.

After he finished shaving, he held up a mirror and asked her. "Do you think this hairstyle looks good?"

Scarlett, upon seeing her reflection in the mirror, was left with only a few strands of hair on her head, causing her eyes to roll back and her to nearly faint.

Seeing her reaction, the man smiled suddenly, as if he had found a fun toy that delighted him

He placed the mirror down, reclined in his chair, crossed his legs, and said with great enthusiasm. "Miss Sales, you are truly fascinating!"

Scarlett was stunned; this man knew her name, indicating he knew her, yet she had no recollection of him. Who was he?

The man leaned forward slightly and stared at Scarlett's face with his deep, dark eyes. "Remember my name. My name is

He paused for a moment and his thin lips opened again. A clear and pleasant voice slowly entered Scarlett's ears. "Travis Weber" Travis Weber... Scarlett searched the name in her brain, but still had no impression of it.

Gazing into his eyes, full of doubts, she was eager to know more.

The man did not want to say anything more to her, so he got up and walked out.

Not long after he left, a blonde nurse came in.

While helping Scarlett clean up her body, she whispered a few words into her ear.

She brought up that Scarlett was a miracle or something. She did not say anything else and left after cleaning up.

Scarlett, after the nurse left, cast her gaze around the room, taking in the simple French decor.

She should have been out of the country, but she was unaware of which country it was and her exact location.

George said she appeared to be in a deep coma, but for how many years had she been in that state?

In addition, if she had been unconscious for many years, why didn't Susan and Liam come to find her?

Did they feel reassured knowing that she was receiving treatment, so they didn't have to disturb her? Scarlett, feeling dizzy and filled with doubts, closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

In her sleep, she saw Liam sitting beneath the tree's shade, engrossed in a book. The sun's rays shone on him, bathing him in a gentle light.

She walked in from outside the school and wanted to trot over to him, but she saw him suddenly kneeling in front of the grave, picking up a gun and aiming it at his head. The moment he pulled the trigger, a slender figure rushed over and kicked the gun flying...

The bullet was fired, and with a loud bang, it struck the tombstone, sending the birds around into a flurry of fear, flying

away.

Scarlett woke up from this dream, and before she could think of what this dream meant, she felt someone leaning over her- The person was above her heart, intently listening to its beating as if feeling it pulsate.

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