CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Chuckling slightly, Sean continued, “You do realize that the moment you reverse the hypnosis, Joyce will immediately be plunged into the pain and suffering that you caused her, right? I believe you've already accepted the fact that you love her by now, haven't you? Are you really willing for her to go through all that pain again?”

Stanley narrowed his eyes. “That's none of your business. You just need to tell me who that hypnotist is. The rest is none of your concern.”

So what if he wasn't willing?

Compared to the reluctance he felt, he was more bothered by the fact that she would never remember him. That was not a reality that he was willing to accept.

He had already gotten used to the deep emotions behind her eyes whenever she looked at him in the past. Hence, he could not accept the clear yet terrified gaze she gave him now that she could not remember who he was.

The Joyce in the present was not the Joyce that he wanted.

He had to make sure she returned to the way she was in the past, even if it meant plunging her into sorrow.

However, he planned to erase the pain and never let her suffer again.

Stanley was certain that he could succeed.

Even so, he did not voice out those thoughts.

Not knowing what was crossing Stanley's mind, Sean tutted when he heard Stanley's answer. “You sure are cold-blooded, Mr. Quinn, to treat someone you claim you love so badly that way. My heart goes out to Ms. Rivers.”

Stanley scoffed in response. “What right do you have to point fingers at me? Do you think that you're any better? Aren't you hurting Natalie as well despite claiming that you like her? You even plan to lock her up to isolate her from the rest of the world except you. You're even more shameless than I am.”

Sean's expression turned icy for a brief second before a cynical half-smile appeared on his lips. “When it comes to being shameless, Dr. Quinn, I believe I'm still no match for you. At least I have no plans to manipulate Natalie. But you... You hated Ms. Rivers, and yet you kept brainwashing her for ten whole years, to the point Ms. Rivers cannot forget you nor let go of her feelings for you. That was the reason she was in so much pain. I say you're crueler than I am.”

“That's enough!” Stanley growled. His expression darkened as he seethed.

Sean merely smirked in response. “What's wrong? Did I hit a sore spot? Are you mad that I exposed your deepest regret?”

“Sean Thompson! I did not contact you to bicker about this.” Stanley tightened his grip on his phone.

Putting his finger through the trigger guard, Sean spun the gun around his finger absent-mindedly. “Okay, okay. Fine. Since you don't want to continue talking about this, we'll drop the subject. Though I have to say, you've come to the right person to seek the identity of the hypnotist.”

“Spit it out. Who is it?” Stanley sat up straight and urged impatiently.

Sean smiled. “I don't mind telling you, but can't you go straight to Shane for this matter? Yet here you are, asking for my assistance. Let me guess, Shane refused to tell you?”