Morgan didn’t know there were different kinds of “master,” so he asked earnestly, “What kind?”
While searching online for the price of the watch from earlier, Maya said, “The kind that gets paid to entertain women, of course.”
When the search results loaded, she froze on the spot, practically turning to stone.
“Holy crap!
It’s really over 1.8 million!
And it’s a new model from this year!”
‘What kind of male model wears a 1.8 million-dollar watch?!’
She grabbed Morgan excitedly and stammered, “I-I-I get it now!
You must be some rich woman’s boy toy!
Her husband found out, beat you up, and threw you in the river to feed the fish.
Then, you-you-you…
you just floated over here, right?!”
After all, she couldn’t think of any other explanation.
‘It made sense, though.
With Morgan’s top-tier looks and physique, plus how good he was at charming women, he had to be one of those top-class, ridiculously expensive gigolos!’
Morgan had no idea what she was talking about.
Then another thought struck Maya, and she muttered to herself, “I need to take you to the hospital for a full check-up.
We have to see if you have any diseases!”
Morgan asked, confused, “What kind of diseases?
I’m not sick.”
Maya quickened her pace.
“You don’t know a damn thing!
If you give me something, I’ll kill you!
Thank God I wasn’t tempted by your looks into doing anything stupid!”
She actually dragged Morgan to a nearby hospital and had him get a full physical.
While waiting for the results, she thought about it and took Morgan to the neurology department as well, wanting to see if his brain was a lost cause.
‘After all, he’d vaguely remembered something about the watch today.
Maybe he really could get his memory back in the future.’
‘If his memory came back, he probably wouldn’t be a simpleton anymore.’
The doctor gave him a CT scan, then pointed to a shadow on the image.
“There’s a blood clot here,” he told Maya.
“Based on what you’ve told me, it was likely caused by a severe impact to the head when he fell.”
Maya grew nervous.
“Can it be treated?
I don’t think there’s anything wrong with his intelligence, it’s just…
he seems to be stuck at the mental age of a child.”
The doctor explained, “Typically, a case like this requires surgery to remove the blood clot.
But before we can operate, we have to do a full evaluation to determine if the patient is even a suitable candidate for the procedure.”
So there was a sliver of hope.
Maya asked hesitantly, “How much would it cost?”
The doctor replied, “It’s not about the money.
A hospital like ours isn’t equipped to perform this kind of surgery.
I suggest you go to the city hospital.
As for the cost…
you’re looking at a conservative estimate of 200,000, maybe more.
Plus, there are surgical risks, and no one can guarantee he’ll recover his intellect or memory afterward.
However!”
Maya felt her whole body tense up.
She swallowed hard.
“However…
what?”
“However, if he doesn’t have the surgery, the clot could shift and put pressure on other nerves.
If that happens, his condition will likely get much worse.”
“How…
how much worse…?” The more Maya heard, the more frightened she became.
“Partial or even full paralysis, loss of speech, blindness…
they’re all possibilities.
I urge you to take him to a major hospital for a thorough evaluation as soon as you can.”
When Maya walked out of the doctor’s office, her face was dark and grim.
“Maya!”
Morgan had a lollipop in his mouth and offered one to Maya.
Maya, her spirits low, asked, “Where did you get this?”
Morgan pointed to a little girl walking away in the distance.
“That girl gave them to me.”
Maya took it, unwrapped the paper, and popped it in her mouth.
Her words were muffled by the candy.
“You shouldn’t just take food from anyone.
Aren’t you afraid of being poisoned?”
Morgan said proudly, “I already tried mine.
It’s not poisoned, so you can eat it, Maya.”
But his sweet words did nothing to lift her spirits.
Maya couldn’t bear to imagine it—this tall, strapping man, well over six feet, paralyzed and completely unable to care for himself.
Fortunately, the results from the physical came back.
In all other respects, Morgan was perfectly healthy.
And as for STDs, he had none.
“Let’s go home.
Everything’s fine.” She tucked the report into her bag, and they started walking home slowly.
The doctor’s words weighed on her like a heavy stone, making it hard to breathe.
A month ago, she never would have imagined she’d be worrying herself sick over a simpleton.
But now, she couldn’t bring herself to just abandon him.
Her conscience wouldn’t let her.
“Morgan, what if one day I was paralyzed?
What if I couldn’t move, couldn’t even eat or go to the bathroom by myself, maybe couldn’t even talk, and just drooled all day?
What would happen then?”
“I’d feed you and carry you to the bathroom!
I would do anything for you!”
Morgan answered without a shred of hesitation.
Maya looked up at him.
“You wouldn’t get tired of me?”
Morgan shook his head.
“I like you.”
A bitter smile touched Maya’s lips.
“But if *you* were the one who got paralyzed, I would get tired of *you*.”
Morgan’s pace slowed, and his head gradually drooped.
Just as Maya was about to say she was only joking, he said dejectedly, “If I get paralyzed, I’ll crawl away on my own.
I won’t be a burden to you, Maya.”
Maya sighed.
“You silly fool.
I’m not going to get rid of you.”
She stopped walking and gazed into the display window of a bridal shop.
The mannequin inside wore a pristine white wedding dress.
It was beautiful and elegant.
“It’s so beautiful,” she murmured in admiration.
Morgan admired it with her.
“When I get my paycheck, I’ll buy it for you, Maya!”
Maya placed her hand on the glass, her eyes filled with yearning.
“Do you know when a woman wears a wedding dress?”
Morgan copied her, placing his own hand on the window.
“You teach me, Maya.”
A hopeful light shone in Maya’s eyes.
“When she marries the man she loves most.
They hold hands, walk down the aisle, and spend the rest of their lives together in happiness.”
Morgan turned his head to look at her.
“Am I the man you love most?”
The affection in his eyes as he said this was so earnest that it left Maya in a daze.
For a moment, he no longer seemed like the simple-minded fool she knew.
She answered with equal seriousness, “I don’t know.
But no one has ever been better to me than you.”
“But you’re the woman I love most, Maya.
The only one.” Morgan continued to gaze at her.
“I will definitely buy you this dress.”
Maya was touched.
She played along, nodding.
“Then I’ll be waiting.”
‘She had made up her mind.
She would save up the money to get Morgan treated!’
‘To her, the only thing in this world more important than money was a sincere heart.’
‘She had Morgan’s sincerity, and for that, she was willing to take a gamble.
She would risk it all for him!’