NovelStartChapter 1453: My Nis Claire
"Did you save me?"
"Hmm," Jack Adams nodded.
During his recent class, Claire had been reflecting on the events of that day. She was pushed off a bridge by Daphne Wells, her
head struck a passing boat, and then she fell into the water...
What happened next, she couldn't remember. Upon awakening, she found herself lying here, her head feeling heavy.
She wasn't dead? Claire exhaled in relief, a wave of joy welling up from her heart.
"Thank you!" She looked at Jack Adams, tired but pleased.
"I thought you would remain unconscious for at least another week." Jack Adams was also gratified, "I didn't expect you to wake up
so soon, that's good. Do you remember who you are?" He quickly handed her his phone, "Here, call your family."
Typically, a person in her situation might suffer from a concussion which could lead to memory loss. In severe cases, they could
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Claire raised her eyes to look at Jack, slowly took the phone from his hand, and murmured, "My nis Claire, I'm a web ist,
I... I don't have parents, my parents are dead." This memory wasn't deep.
Ah?
Was she an orphan too?
Jack Adams was slightly shocked inside.
She sat up in bed, her eyebrows furrowed, staring at the phone in a trance, as if trying to recall something.
Seeing her condition, Jack Adams waited patiently. He was worried that she might have lost her memory. If that was the case,
finding her family would be difficult.
"Rowan Watson." She suddenly said a name, looking up at him, "I remember Rowan Watson, he's my boyfriend. We went to the
ancient town together. When he went to the bathroom, | was pushed off the bridge by a woman named Daphne Wells."
She was pushed?
Jack Adams was shocked inside, this was attempted murder, which was against the law.
"Do you remember his phone number?" The middle-aged man asked hopefully.
Claire shook her head. She didn't remember, but it was on her phone, she looked around again.
"Miss Russell, when | rescued you, you didn't have a phone on you."
She remembered then. She had been taking photos of the scenery across the river when she was pushed by Daphne Wells and her
phone fell into the water.
"Where is Rowan Watson? What does he do?" Jack Adams was particularly kind, "You've been unconscious for so long, he must be
looking for you everywhere, he must be very worried about you."
For his questions, Claire couldn't answer, as she tried to recall deeply, she felt a splitting headache and her expression was pained.
"Don't think about it anymore." Jack Adams advised her, "It's good that you're alive, you should rest and recover first, you injured
your head."
"Did you treat me?" Claire asked in confusion, "Or did you bringback from the hospital?"
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The middle-aged man responded truthfully, "I have all kinds of medicinal herbs in my backyard, their effects are not worse than the
medicines in the hospital. You didn't injure your bones, don't need surgery, and there's no internal bleeding, these are good signs.
So, | treated you myself. | didn't expect you to wake up so soon."
Claire's misfortune turned into a stroke of luck. That day, Jack Adams’ fishing boat happened to pass by, so he was able to save
her. Otherwise, she would have surely drowned.
Claire was filled with gratitude for him, "Thank you." Then she looked at the quiet little girl sitting at the foot of the bed and then at
him, "Your daughter?"
"No," Kay replied sweetly, "He's our headmaster, this is an orphanage."
Orphanage?
Claire was a bit shocked. She looked at the kind man in front of her and then at the cute little girl. Could it be that she was a child
adopted from the orphanage?
A sense of inexplicable sadness welled up inside her.
Claire looked at Kay. Kay was holding the headmaster's hand and tilting her head, smiling at her, "Claire, shall we call the police?
Let the policeman take you home?"
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