All Chapters of Returning to Her Madness: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

"Host, I'm begging you. You're the only one who can save this world now." The glowing orb trembled in front of me nervously. "Jessica has gone insane and is attempting to blow up the world's core. She said that if she doesn't see you, she'll take everyone down with her."I sat in the void as I watched the flickering lines of data on the verge of collapse.Two years ago, I had given up all my emotions for a chance to leave this place and return to my own world after I failed the mission. Now, I felt neither joy nor anger, neither love nor hate. My heart was like a cup without a bottom. Anything that was poured into it would simply go through."I can go back," I said slowly in a calm voice. "But she has gone mad, and I don't have any emotions. I can't give her the response she wants.""It's fine! As long as you're around! Just keep her calm for three months. Once the world's firewall is repaired, I'll send you away immediately! Not only will I return your emotions, but I'll even give

Jessica was beginning to grow restless. She could not stand how I wouldn't give her any reaction. She began to indulge Henry to get a reaction out of me.Henry stayed in her study until late at night. When I brought her a glass of milk, I saw her sitting on his lap, the two of them together in an intimate position.When Jessica saw me come in, she did not push him away. Instead, she looked at me with open provocation.Meanwhile, I simply stood in the doorway and watched them, my heart completely empty. If this had happened two years ago, I would have been furious. I would have demanded an explanation and probably even thrown a punch at him.But now, my only thought was how uncomfortable that pose was and how the milk was getting cold."I'm sorry for interrupting." I walked over and set the milk on the table. Then, I closed the half-opened window for them. "The wind is quite strong tonight. Don't catch a cold. Please, carry on."With that, I turned and closed the door behind me.

The factory doors were kicked open with brutal force, and dust flew everywhere. Jessica looked frantic and sharp at the same time, the harsh light illuminating her back."Wil!" She shouted my name, her voice full of fake panic and affection.In her fantasy, I should be curled up in a corner, shaking with fear. I should have thrown myself into her arms, sobbing, and she would have held me tight, told me she had come too late, and then we would make up.Instead, what welcomed her was a corpse that had lost all signs of life.My body lay on the concrete floor, my clothes torn to shreds, and bruises littered my exposed skin. My face was ashen and drained of all color. My eyes were closed, and dried blood still stained the corner of my mouth.The men who had kidnapped me stood aside, completely lost, with pale faces."What happened..." The expression on Jessica's face froze for a moment as she staggered toward me."Wil? Stop messing around. I'm here... Wil?" She dropped to her knees

Jessica kissed my forehead gently before walking into the basement. Henry and the thugs were tied to chairs inside.What followed was so brutal that even the system had to censor most of it.Jessica barely needed to interrogate them.Desperate to stay alive, the thugs spilled everything. They told Jessica how Henry had contacted them and given them the drugs, how he had told them to have fun with me, even ordering them to film and take pictures of it. They even copied his vicious tone so perfectly.The evidence was undeniable.Henry was still crying and screaming. "Jessica, I did it for you! That man doesn't love you at all! He's like a block of ice! Only by crushing him would he start depending on you again! Didn't you agree to this from the start? You wanted him to suffer too!"Those words became the final blow that crushed Jessica, because they were all true. She had had a hand in this, too.If it wasn't because she wanted that fantasy of playing the hero, if she had not agre

With five million in hand, I quit the demanding job I had.I spent a year traveling. I went to see the northern lights, skydived, and went deep diving.I threw myself into every extreme sport I could find just to feel how good it was to be alive. Whenever my heart started pounding fast, I would remember that lifeless villa. I would then breathe in even harder.It was during my travels that I met Susan Jameson.She was not some overbearing CEO, and she was not some obsessive madwoman, either. She was just an ordinary photographer with a warm smile and clean hands.We met under the northern lights in Frostland. She handed me a cup of hot cocoa and asked with a smile, "Cold?"I did not answer the way I had in that mission world like a machine following a script at that moment. Instead, I hunched my shoulders a little and grinned. "I'm freezing here. Share some with me."We fell in love naturally.Susan did not know what kind of past I had. She only knew that sometimes, I would sim