Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 605:

Marissa had always thought of Paul as a strong, resolute leader who could handle any challenge with courage. Yet, his reaction left her feeling disappointed.

He said with a heavy heart, “I’m sorry, Marissa. I can’t face my psychological fears, nor do I want to recover those memories.”

Marissa was surprised. “Then, was it all for nothing when you had people steal the chip from the Doomsday Base and made such efforts to unlock it?”

“It was indeed pointless,” Paul confessed. “Five years ago, my curiosity about the chip’s contents was high, yet I feared it might unlock further memories. I don’t understand my own fear of these forgotten memories.

In this world, there’s nothing I despise more than those memories that remain hidden. I fear that rediscovering those memories might break me, burdening me with a grief greater than death. That’s the source of my misery all these years.”

He looked up at Marissa, sighed, and added, “Marissa, I’m sorry to disappoint you and show you my vulnerable side. People say Paul is a formidable man, but the truth is, I’m quite the coward.”

Just moments earlier, Paul had been joking with Marissa like an old friend, but now he appeared as sorrowful and worn as a man nearing the end of his life. Marissa felt a pang of sympathy for him.

ᗰσ𝓇𝑒 υ𝐩𝓭𝑎𝓉𝑒𝓈 ι𝐧 ɢ𝒶𝐥𝓷𝑜𝐯𝑒𝓁𝓈.𝒸𝑜𝓂

saying, “Don’t be downhearted. Everyone has their

filled with disappointment, and asked, “You really

course not,” Marissa assured

married or had children all these years because I fear I wouldn’t be a good husband or father. Yet,

and disputes, and I’m always on the losing side with her. But I adore her. I try to make her happy and follow wherever she wants, and I even dreamed she gave me twin

anything in reality, yet I

mother, Caylee. The wife Paul dreamed

including tycoons, had pursued her mother

many distinguished men vying for her mother’s attention. It appeared her mother’s type was universally appealing, captivating

smile, resting her chin in her hands as

the chip, but as she watched him closely, she stumbled upon a significant

Paul’s face, and rotated his head from side to side to examine it closely. Her urgency lent a certain

so directly, and