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As for Adam, with the evidence indisputable, Ryan could hardly shield him any longer. Those secretly backing him scattered like startled birds. Aaron personally delivered both the man and the evidence to the Police Station, finally bringing peace to the Jones family.
Everyone praised Aaron for winning this round with minimal effort, maximum impact. Yet Aaron felt no relief, his brows furrowed deeper instead.
Obsessed with finding Rachel and reclaiming those two lost years of memory, he recklessly pursued hypnosis therapy–ignoring the worsening headaches each session brought.
Even after doctors warned he might lose his mind before recovering his memories, Aaron insisted on continuing treatment.
His reckless behavior sparked fresh gossip among their circle. Everyone wondered what spell Rachel had cast to make Aaron so desperately obsessed.
“Lifesaver‘?
Listen, it’s definitely more than that. I was at Ryan‘ 70th birthday feast. Right in front of everyone, Rachel lifted her skirt to hook up with Aaron–covered in red spots! Her mother hinted it was some nasty disease… tsk tsk tsk. Think about what was really going on there!”
Compared to the boring tales of “life–saving saviors” and “deep–rooted affection,” this conspiracy theory naturally gained wider traction.
But within days, the man who spread these rumors slipped off his villa rooftop, became paralyzed from the neck down, and his company’s stocks plummeted. Since then, no one dared speak Rachel’s name with even a hint of disrespect.
Days passed, and as hypnotherapy progressed, Aaron’s chaotic dreams grew clearer
He began hearing voices, discerning his surroundings, and finally–the face of the dream’s protagonist.
The woman who had captivated his heart even when her features were blurred was indeed Rachel.
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“Alex, you’ve finally remembered me.”
In the dream, Rachel clung to Aaron, her choked sobs echoing in his cars. Warm tears. splashed against his neck and chest. He wrapped his arms around her, and the void within
him was filled at last.
When Aaron awoke from hypnosis, his body trembled uncontrollably. He gasped for air, tears streaming relentlessly from his bloodshot eyes.
He had finally remembered everything about Rachel. Yet the cruelest truth was this: only by remembering it all did he truly comprehend what he’d lost.
Rachel, you need to rest!
I’m giving you a month… no, two months off. Relax completely, forget about work. Go sunbathe, surf, or… do whatever you want.”
As an employee, Rachel worked far too hard.
She’d gone straight to the office after landing, without even adjusting for jet lag.
For six solid months, she’d worked nonstop day and night–eating and sleeping were her only breaks. Elijah had been watching this, unable to stand it any longer, and decided to force her on leave.
But Rachel refused outright. “I can’t be alone right now. If I am… I’ll overthink things. I like feeling completely consumed by work–no room for other thoughts.
Trust me, I know my
limits.”
…Rachel, why not try me?”
After a long silence, Elijah spoke suddenly. Rachel looked at him, puzzled. “…What?”
“I mean, why not try filling your head with me?”
Elijah held her gaze, expression utterly serious.
“Do you realize what you’re saying?”
Rachel understood his implication but thought he was joking.
“Of course. Truth is, I’ve always admired you. Since our school days.”
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Just before you had a stable, wonderful relationship, but now… I think I stand a chance, right?”
Elijah’s gaze burned with devout intensity. “Rachel, no need to rush your answer. I’ll wait- I’ve got all the patience in the world.”
Rachel ultimately decided to take that vacation, heading to the seaside just as Elijah suggested.
When her month–long break ended, she returned with sun–kissed skin, a diving instructor certification, and most importantly–no more dreams of Aaron. That same Aaron who’d always looked at her with disgust, who’d wounded her so cruelly.
Just as Rachel believed Aaron had vanished from her world for good, he materialized at her company’s entrance.
Dressed in a tailored dark pinstripe suit, he stood stiff and formal against the casual
backdrop. The blazing sun failed to warm his demeanor, yet his chiseled features still drew eyes toward him like moths to a flame.
The moment Aaron spotted Rachel, his cold, vacant expression ignited with life.
“Rachel!”
He surged forward, eyes blazing with love like molten lava ready to erupt. “It all came back
to me!”
Rachel instinctively tried to step back, but Aaron clasped her hands tightly as he spoke again, “Your Alex has come back.”
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