LOGINCarter stared at Sharon, unable to utter a single word. He had no argument, no retort that could stand.After a long silence, he finally asked, his voice low and careful, "In your heart… is Thomas more important than Theo?"It was a question he had asked countless times before, yet Sharon had never answered directly.This time, she gave him a clear, unambiguous response."Yes. Thomas is more important than anyone. That's why I won't let him die, and I won't let him go mad. Even if there's only the slightest chance, I won't give up."Carter's pupils constricted sharply. His fingers curled into fists almost unconsciously.He watched the mother of his child—his ex-wife—pour all her energy and care into another man, even going so far as to use their own son to ensure his recovery. He could barely describe the whirlwind of emotions raging inside him.At that moment, he realized something clearly. She was truly risking everything—herself, her past, her child—for Thomas.For reasons h
After pouring out his feelings of longing, Theo couldn't help glancing around."Mom, where's Thomas?"Sharon replied, "Thomas has work to handle."A shadow of disappointment crossed Theo's face. He had been practicing his shooting lately and had been looking forward to a proper sparring match with Thomas.Sharon took his hand. "Let's eat first. I've already booked a restaurant."After finishing their meal, Carter was about to take Theo back to his residence, but Sharon stopped him."I haven't seen Theo in a long time. Today, I'd like him to come home with me."Carter didn't object—Theo had gone with Sharon before, after all.He was about to drive them back when he realized Sharon had requested the villa they had stayed in together last time.He glanced at her in surprise but didn't ask further.When the car stopped at the villa, Sharon said to Carter, "Come with me for a moment. I need to talk to you about something."Once inside, after letting Theo go to his room to rest, C
Sharon felt a faint shiver at her heart. She couldn't help recalling the dream from last night. If Thomas truly forgot her and married another woman… could she really accept that?And yet, what choice did she have if she couldn't accept it? Could she stand by and watch his illness worsen, until he lost his mind entirely?Her voice was dry. "If Thomas really forgets everything… then all traces of my existence—shouldn't they be erased as well?"Carmen nodded. "Yes. But that's not particularly difficult. Chris and I can handle that. What will be harder… is you."Her eyes, heavy with unspoken meaning, fixed on Sharon."You need to convince Thomas to agree to the hypnosis. He's already undergone it once, and the second time will be far more difficult than the first."And for you—someone so important to him—to attempt hypnosis without his awareness, or while he's unconscious… It's nearly impossible."The second session can only succeed if he consents. If he refuses, no matter how skil
The next morning, just after Sharon finished washing up, a gentle knock came at her door."Sharon, breakfast is ready."She opened the door to find Thomas standing there.Before she could speak, he stepped forward, taking her hand. "Let's eat first. We'll talk after breakfast."In the dining room, Sharon noticed several dishes she liked. From the presentation and arrangement, it was clear they had been prepared by Thomas himself.Sitting down, she picked at her food absentmindedly.One dish was placed carefully in front of her.Thomas's crisp, clear voice rang out, "Sharon, this is your favorite. Eat more of it."She looked up. Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over his fair, handsome face. It gave him an almost ethereal quality, softening his features into a kind of fragile radiance.Noticing her gaze, Thomas met her eyes. A faint, gentle smile lingered there—soft, luminous, almost like mist over water.Sharon knew she couldn't let this continue.Tho
The clock hands pointed to eleven at night, but Sharon had no intention of returning to her room.She couldn't focus on a single word in the book before her. Her mind was a chaotic storm, a dizzying descent from heaven into hell that left her disoriented and weary in a way she had never known.She didn't want to go back, didn't want to face Thomas. She feared that even a single glance at him would weaken her resolve, reigniting naive hopes she could no longer afford.Time passed, and eventually, Sharon slumped over the table, drifting into a fitful sleep.Her rest was uneasy. Strange dreams flickered through her mind like fractured reflections. Perhaps it was her desperate wish for him to be well, but in her dream, Thomas's illness was gone—completely cured, with no risk of relapse.Sharon was overjoyed. She rushed to find him, only to see him exchanging rings with a woman she had never met.The shock rooted her to the spot.As if sensing her gaze, Thomas paused, hand frozen mid
"You can't give me all that hope, only to push me back into the abyss afterward," Thomas said.Sharon lowered her eyes. "Thomas… after the hypnosis, you'll forget me. That way, you won't feel pain anymore."Thomas's voice was steady, tinged with resolve. "Sharon… I cannot agree to either—breaking up or hypnosis."Sharon took a few steps back and turned to leave. "Then there's nothing left for us to say."Thomas grabbed her wrist. "Sharon… where are you going?"She frowned, pulling slightly free. "I need to go to work."Seeing that she wasn't planning to leave, Thomas let go.Once Sharon returned to the study, she closed the door behind her. She leaned weakly against it, sliding down until she was sitting on the floor. Wrapping her knees to her chest, she sat in silence for what felt like an eternity.Then the phone rang, shattering the stillness.Sharon picked up and found that it was Dr. Celio calling. She gathered herself and answered."Dr. Celio."Dr. Celio's voice was ca
Hearing Thomas say that, Sharon paused for a moment. As for what Loki actually looked like, she truly hadn't paid much attention. The feeling was strange—like knowing someone, yet having no clear or concrete impression of their appearance. Only after Thomas pointed it out did Sharon begin to t
In just a few days, the once-graceful, elegant mayor's daughter had been reduced to a filthy, hollow-eyed shell—a living corpse with none of her former radiance.A chill crept into the hearts of every girl here. Every time Victoria passed the blonde heiress's room, she couldn't help but shiver.Th
Wendy let out a sly smile. "One of the bosses was from Yuicuador, and he absolutely despises people who are late. So, we came up with a plan to make Scott miss the meeting, lose the order, and let us snatch it right from under him." Sharon had been personally trained by Thomas. Though she didn't
Sharon said, "I gave the cat to the girl who bought my paintings.""The girl who bought your paintings?" Thomas looked at her, his gaze deep and probing. "You mean the one you gave the painting to last time?"Sharon hadn't expected Thomas's memory to be that good.She nodded lightly. "Yes. That's







