She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 915:

But now… had he been chasing the wrong goal?

For a brief moment, his thoughts swirled in a storm of uncertainty.

Out of nowhere, he felt compelled to speak with someone.

He pulled out his phone and scrolled to Jacob’s number. After staring at the screen for a few seconds, he tapped the call button. The line rang a few times before the other end finally picked up. Jacob’s voice was as frosty as ever. “Talk.”

“Jacob.” Lawrence sank into the couch, his head bowed low, despair clouding his eyes. “Do you think my experiments are pointless, too?” Jacob paused mid-sip of his water. Had something finally gotten to Lawrence?

“K just told me she doesn’t think I should continue.” Lawrence didn’t wait for a reply. The doubt had already taken root, and his words spilled out unfiltered.

“Change your direction. You’ll do better.” Jacob’s response was uncharacteristically gentle—no harshness, just a straightforward suggestion.

was he

some kind of wound,” Jacob said, his voice calm. “That alone proves no personality is

the gears in his

to understand their life—their work, their relationships,” Jacob went on, clearly well-acquainted with Lawrence’s methods and how to question them. “And everything that might come their way. Only then can you craft a personality that suits the road ahead. But ask yourself honestly—can you really do that?”

grasp someone’s full social web, let alone anticipate what the future might bring.

say anything after

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psychology. While others

believed Lawrence would figure it

that’s all, I’m hanging up.” For the first time in years, Jacob gave a warning before ending

with

began stitching together everything—Kristian’s condition, Freya’s

had to admit—they were

stung like failure. But Jacob’s uncharacteristic warmth, his rare display of

anymore. Research was just that—research. If one theory collapsed, he could pursue another. If this direction proved fruitless, he could forge a new path. But Jacob’s kindness? That was something