Torn Between Love and Hate

Chapter 164

Chapter 164 Memory Restoration

Deborah struggled to break free, her face pale as she desperately cried out, “Joseph, Joseph, save

me!”

Ashton’s thin lips covered her mouth, his hand moving to caress her waist.

Quickly, he paused his actions, realizing who she was calling out, “Joseph”

His ink-black eyes stared at her intently, and Deborah saw a deep fury within them.

This man is simply insane!

Deborah forcefully pulled her hand away and, seizing the opportunity when he was caught off guard,

she viciously bit

down on his arm.

She waited for him to loosen his grip due to the pain, but the person on top of her didn’t move at all.

Ashton’s eves, flushed red, continued to stare at her intently, “What good thing are you thinking about?

Using your deceased daughter to deceive you, coaxing you to come here and steal documents from

me. Have you ever seen him pretend to be disabled after running someone over?”

Deborah watched as Ashton’s face slowly twisted into a terrifying, ghastly expression, resembling that

of a

malevolent demon

She couldn’t push him away. Instead, he closed in on her once more and fiercely bit down on her

collarbone.

Deborah was in so much pain that she couldn’t stop trembling. He grew impatient and started to

torment her like a

“Debby, you’re not allowed to call him again, or else I don’t know what I might do to you next time.”

Cold sweat trickled down Deborah’s forehead, as her complexion gradually turned pale.

She whispered softly. “You’re lying to me, Joseph wouldn’t.”

Really? Ashton laughed heartily, as if he had just heard a joke.

He still ruthlessly possessed her, as the night outside the floor-to-ceiling window deepened.

Deborah was struggling to hold on, as her vision and consciousness gradually became blurry.

The sound of Ashton’s extremely sarcastic laughter filled her ears, making her head feel as if it was

about to explode.

Deborah, in agony, found herself unable to move. Everything before her eyes and around her ears

gradually drifted away, until it all vanished completely.

Her body trembled, emitting faint cries of fear.

Joseph had just finished taking a bath and changing his clothes when he walked over to the bed and

saw that Deborah’s face was already covered in cold sweat.

Joseph’s expression immediately turned serious as he reached out to touch her forehead again, only to

find it burning

hat.

He immediately reached out to press the call bell, summoning the medical staff to come in.

I quickly went into the bathroom to fetch some water and grabbed a towel to help Deborah cool her

forehead.

Deborah mumbled something incoherently, and Joseph moved closer to comfort her. “Deborah, wake

up. You have a fever. I’ll call the doctor to come and check on you.”

Deborah didn’t hear his voice, and as joseph moved closer, he heard her softly say, “Ashton.”

In that Instant, Joseph’s hand holding the towel seemed to freeze, as if it had been struck by a sudden

chill. For quite some time, he couldn’t move, and it took him a while to snap out of his daze.

What did she dream about?

The doctor said that there were signs of Deborah regaining her memory, and she might even be

vaguely recalling kome fragments of her past.

now, could it be that she’s dreaming about the time when she was married to Ashton

A doctor hurriedly entered the room and approached the bedside. “Mr. Black, please step aside so I

can check on Ms. Shepherd’s condition.

For a moment, Joseph didn’t react, still maintaining his leaning posture close to Deborah, neither

speaking nor

moving

The doctor reached out and patted his shoulder, then called out, “Mr. Black?”

Only then did Joseph snap back to reality, immediately standing up and taking a few steps back.

The doctor examined Deborah and observed her current condition.

“Ms. Shepherd might have remembered something, causing her emotional state to become unstable,

which led to the fever and semi-consciousness. I’ll give her some medication first, and we’ll see how it

goes once her condition.

stabilizes.”

Joseph nodded nervously, “Alright, thank you, Doctor.”

The doctor instructed the nurse to fetch the medicine, then turned to Joseph. “Mr. Black, Ms.

Shepherd’s condition

seems unstable.

To fully recover one’s memory, it’s essential to undergo psychotherapy as soon as possible. My

suggestion is to start

within the next day or two.”

If only I could remember everything sooner, I wouldn’t be tormented by these countless fragmented

memories.

After a brief moment of silence, Joseph responded, “All right, we’ll follow the doctor’s advice.”

Deborah’s fever subsided, and that very afternoon, she was scheduled for psychotherapy in an attempt

to restore her memory through treatment.

Deborah was very cooperative and reassured Joseph not to worry, saying that it didn’t matter whether

her memory

returned or not.

After all, once the psychotherapy was completed, their lives went on just as they had before.

Joseph smiled and nodded, watching her enter the psychotherapy room.

He knew deep down that things could never be the same as before.

Over the past three years, in Deborah’s eyes, he was almost flawless.

In reality, he had once used her to deal with Ashton and the Mullen family, putting her in danger without

hesitation.

If it weren’t for this, Hector would have guessed that Deborah had done something on behalf of Joseph,

which greatly angered him.

Perhaps Hector wouldn’t have been so impatient to drive Deborah away, along with the child in her

belly, unwilling to Memory Resto

let them stay.

At the very least, it was still the Mullen family’s bloodline, and Hector had once tolerated Deborah,

allowing her to stay by Ashton’s side for so many years.

If it weren’t for a moment of concern, Deborah and Joseph might have ruined the entire Mullen family

and the Mullen

Group

He wouldn’t suddenly become so impatient, ruthlessly hurting Deborah, causing her to not only lose the

child but also

her uterus.

Joseph never dared to confront this issue, but he was always well aware of it.

At the beginning, it was not only Hector who caused the death of Deborah’s unborn child; Ashton was

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executioner.

And as for Joseph, he could also be considered responsible for angering Hector, as it was he who used

Deborah against the Mullen family.

Needless to say, he had also deceived Deborah about other things, many of which he had done

himself.

Joseph sat outside the therapy room, where he had specifically invited the best psychologist he could

find.

He was well aware that it was almost certain that Deborah would regain her memory.

And when she comes out again, he can already guess what he’ll have to face.

But at this moment, he was very calm, just sitting outside, silently waiting.

Ashton quickly received the news and hurried over.

Not long after, Alyssa and Steven also came over.

Upon hearing that Deborah was going to undergo psychotherapy and had a high chance of regaining

her memory, Alyssa immediately set off to be by her side.

Originally, I was afraid of delaying Steven’s work, so I planned to come alone.

But after all, she was still young. Since Steven had taken on the task of accompanying her to

Oceanview City, there was no way he could be at ease leaving her alone.

If anything were to go wrong, Adrian would definitely come after him, not to mention Donna, who would

surely skin.

him alive.

Alyssa, with a cold expression on her face, hurried over and immediately spotted Ashton standing in

the hospital

corridor.

She immediately figured out what was going on and stormed over to confront him, angrily asking, “Was

it you who requested my mom to undergo psychotherapy?”

Ashton looked nervously at the door of the treatment room, when suddenly he heard Alyssa’s voice.

He turned around and saw her. “Alyssa, you’re here too.”

Alyssa glared at him coldly, “You promised to let my mother go, but you really can’t be trusted!”

The nurse nearby stepped forward and explained a few things to Jeff, mentioning that it was the

doctor’s recommendation. Upon hearing this, Alyssa’s mood reluctantly improved a bit.

She said coldly, “My mother better be okay, or you’ll have to deal with me!”

The child was full of bluster, but Ashton remained silent.

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A large crowd had been waiting outside for quite some time, and it wasn’t until more than two hours

later that the door to the psychological counseling room finally opened.

Joseph sat in the seat closest to the door, immediately getting anxious as he saw Deborah walking out

from inside.

Joseph wanted to step forward and ask a question, but he hesitated, feeling a little unable to lift his

foot. Subconsciously, he thought he lacked the confidence to do so.

Deborah glanced at him with a cold, emotionless gaze, and then walked out, passing by his side.