All Novel Sweet
Chapter 1223
He quickly opened the wardrobe and took out the women’s clothes inside. He waved them in front of him for a moment, inspecting them meticulously. He was trying to figure out the measurements of the woman who wore them.
Holden suddenly realized that these clothes would fit Ariana perfectly. The size and height matched perfectly with her measurements.
For a while, Holden was lost in thoughts. He then crouched down and opened the shoe cabinet, taking out the shoes inside.
He had carried Ariana before, so he had a vague idea of her measurements and shoe size. He noticed that the shoes would also suit Ariana perfectly.
ALL these discoveries filled Holden’s heart with excitement. Although he wasn’t yet sure if the owner of this apartment was really Ariana, he couldn’t help but hope it was her.
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
When he finished inspecting the clothes and shoes, Holden carefully returned everything to its original place. Then, he continued his search for clues in the apartment.
He walked over to the shelf where the clay figurines were placed and checked them carefully.
The last time he was here, Holden hadn’t paid much attention to the items on the shelf, but now, he was really curious. He picked up one of the figurines and looked at it more closely. His curiosity paid off because he discovered something new.
Under the figurine were small inscriptions, which were, in fact, initials. Holden immediately recognized that one of the initials was Ariana’s name.
He gently touched the inscriptions, and a myriad of thoughts flooded his mind, an indescribable feeling overwhelming him.
Ariana was indeed the owner of this apartment. Although Holden had been secretly hoping for this confirmation, he was not completely happy about it.
Deep in thought, Holden looked at his legs. Since Ariana lived here, why was it possible for him to unlock the door to her apartment with his fingerprint? If he was Theodore, how come he wasn’t paralyzed, whereas Theodore was? What if it was just a faulty lock, and he wasn’t Theodore? What was he going to do?
All these thoughts filled Holden’s mind and made it even more complicated to establish any kind of relationship between him and Theodore. He sat in the apartment for a while and did not leave until the afternoon. Then, he went to Mercy Hospital. He went to do a full body check. He especially wanted to do a thorough examination of his legs.
The results of his examinations were soon available.
Sitting in the hospital dean’s office, Holden waited anxiously for the results. The dean raised his glasses and began to leaf through the report. When he finished reviewing the report, he said to Holden, “Sir, your body and legs are in good condition. There are no traces of previous injuries. But your stomach is not that healthy. Be careful with your diet. Otherwise, you risk suffering from stomach pain in the future.”
“My Legs were never injured?” Holden couldn’t focus on anything else the doctor had uttered. He frowned. In an agitated tone that was uncharacteristic of his usual calm composure, he asked, “Are you absolutely certain? My legs should’ve sustained injuries similar to those resulting from a car crash so severe or a fall so serious that I would be left unable to walk and confined to a wheelchair.
Something must have happened.”
Holden was eager to hear confirmation that he had indeed been left crippled before. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.
However, the dean returned his enthusiastic gaze with a calm assurance. With a slow shake of his head, the dean replied in a careful tone, “I’m completely confident that the car crash five years ago didn’t leave any lasting damage on your legs in any way.”
The dean then retrieved from his desk a folder containing reports. He pointed out the data supporting his claim while meticulously analyzing Holden’s expression.