Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 839:

Paul might have lost his memories, but his heart never forgot, and it kept yearning for Caylee in his dreams. As for Caylee, trapped in a semi-vegetative state, her body might be asleep, but her spirit was wide awake, still reaching out across the void for Paul. There was no doubt in Marissa’s mind that Caylee, like Paul, longed deeply for the love they once shared.

Paul let out a heavy sigh, laced with sorrow. “I finally know why I could never see my daughters’ faces clearly in my dreams,” he confessed.

“It’s because I never knew what they looked like. All I could do was hope and pray that they were growing up safe and sound.”

His gaze softened as he turned to Marissa, a question hovering on his lips.

“How is your mother doing now?” The mystery surrounding Brian’s disappearance in Blebert and his wife’s tragic state wasn’t a secret.

Paul had heard all about it. News of the renowned Dr. Riss traveling to Blebert

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than anything, he needed to know how Caylee was faring. Marissa gently explained that her mother had been on the road to recovery and could

Marissa quickly reassured him, “But don’t worry, Dad. Mom’s memory loss

Paul, who had been tense and filled with anxiety, finally felt a small measure of relief. Yet, his face darkened with concern as he asked,

softly. “She’s Uncle

the heartbreaking tale of how Tiffany had been tormented by Sansa and Ayla from a young age. She explained how she took

anger flared when he heard this. Though his memories were still a foggy mess, making it difficult to recall his past feelings toward Rex, his brother, the news of Rex’s

him—he cursed himself for not being there when Tiffany needed him the most, for not shielding her from the

clenched his fists and turned to Marissa. “Hypnotize me, Marissa,” he demanded, his voice laced with urgency. “I need

of him had refused to recover his lost memories, and this inner turmoil ultimately took a toll on his