the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 796: He’s showing up now to compete with me for my w

In the study, the man sat on the armchair by the floor-to-ceiling window, his handso face hidden at the border of light and shadow. He spoke in a deep voice: "Mr. Jain, I want to know how to suppress a second personality."

Jain was taken aback, looking at the distinguished heir sitting before him. A vague suspicion rose in his mind as he said, "In principle, a personality cannot be eliminated. The only way is to break down the barriers and integrate them. Mr. Leclair, why not try communicating with the second personality, to coexist peacefully?"

The man cast a cold glance at Jain and sneered, "Coexist peacefully? He’s fallen for my wife, and you want to coexist with him?"

What, share my wife with Magnus Leclair? This would be nothing short of a disgrace. If Magnus hadn’t voluntarily severed the connection between us and concealed his existence, Ignatius Leclair wouldn’t have co to Jain to discuss such a private matter.

Jain was speechless from being rebuked. To outsiders, regardless of how many souls soone possesses, there’s still only one body, all belonging to the sa individual. But to independent personalities, there’s an absolute exclusivity.

"I don’t know when he’ll appear now, or how frequently he’ll show up. Just give a thod to suppress the second personality—even dication is fine." Ignatius was starting to lose his patience. From the matter of the ring, it was clear Magnus had awakened no later than during their vacation. And not just that—he’d also awakened again two nights ago. Ignatius distinctly rembered that he’d never gotten up at midnight to put a ring on Delphine’s finger.

Regarding this second personality that had been dormant for years, Ignatius was completely in the dark, as though fumbling blindly. From his awakening and subtly severing the link to the primary personality, closing off his own mories—it ant Magnus was no longer the tender and sentintal side of him from the past. After all, the primary personality had changed now, with no emotional deficiencies. So what purpose did this second personality serve anymore?

Ignatius solemnly realized he needed to return to the United Kingdom to find his psychological ntor from years ago for another deep therapy session. However, the imdiate priority was to suppress Magnus. Who could say how long he’d stay awake the next ti? Back then, hadn’t Magnus existed for two full years?

Thinking of this, Ignatius’s face darkened, recognizing that the situation was even more complex than he’d thought. This second personality was exceptionally cunning. If Magnus were to exist for two more years, everything would fall apart.

"Mr. Leclair, could you please recount what happened when the second personality appeared most recently?" Jain furrowed his brows and asked.

"Two nights ago, he woke up and put his custom-made wedding ring on my wife’s finger." Ignatius’s gaze turned icy cold; he said in a frosty tone, "Before you co up with a thod to suppress him, I’m not sleeping. I’ll wait on you."

Who knew whether, when his eyes next opened, it would be Ignatius Leclair or Magnus Leclair?

Thin beads of sweat erged on Jain’s forehead—partly due to this shocking secret, partly because he was facing an unprecedentedly difficult predicant.

Both personalities were in love with Mrs. Leclair, and their possessiveness was extre. So Mrs. Leclair was the crux of the problem.

"Does Mrs. Leclair know about this?"

"She mustn’t know anything about this, to prevent scaring her." The man’s deep, narrow phoenix-like eyes carried a cold and ruthless glint as he spoke each word with deliberate clarity.

"Mr. Leclair, the only solution is to uncover the original cause—the reason for the ergence of the second personality—and resolve it at the root," Jain replied.

Ignatius closed his eyes slightly, his long, jade-like fingers pressing heavily against his brow. In a husky, low voice, he said, "The root cause has already been dealt with. He’s appearing now just to compete with for my wife—understand?"