the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 950: Farewell, Magnus Leclair

After living in the Old Town for half a month, the two left, traveling around, during which Arthur White called and said that Ignatius Leclair’s childhood psychologist was back from vacation.

Ignatius Leclair took Delphine to the United Kingdom, then arranged a psychological test with his forr psychologist, Mr. Edward.

The old gentleman had long retired, teaching at a university almost exclusively, and rarely perford psychotherapy anymore. Seeing the talented young boy who had been doing psychotherapy with him more than ten years ago, he decided to make an exception.

"Are you saying your second personality awakened twice but hasn’t appeared since?" The old doctor, wearing reading glasses, engaged him in an in-depth conversation.

"That’s right, which is why I want you to perform hypnosis on . I wish to enter the mories of the second personality, or communicate with him," Ignatius Leclair spoke steadily. The matter about Magnus Leclair must be resolved, even though his relationship with Delphine is stable now, addressing this ticking bomb is necessary.

"Yes, but I also need to do a thorough examination. As Qingqing ntioned, your successor personality has been mostly dormant over the years, and you’ve freed yourself from past nightmares. It’s very likely your split personality is gradually improving, and your successor personality might slowly be rging with your primary personality. After all, your control and willpower have far exceeded my expectations," the old gentleman said.

Ignatius Leclair’s handso face froze slightly; he hadn’t considered this possibility.

After half an hour of conversation with the old gentleman, Ignatius Leclair entered a state of hypnosis.

Ignatius Leclair walked through that door filled with bright light, reached out to open it, and saw the mories belonging to Magnus Leclair. In the dim bedroom, the man turned on the light, obsessively watching the sleeping Delphine, then opened the compartnt of the jewelry box, took out another custom-made ring, gently slid it onto her ring finger, leaned down to plant a kiss on her lips, and said lowly, "Don’t forget ."

After doing all this, the man returned to the study, turned on the computer, and typed on the large screen: I know one day you will see my mories. Years ago, your despair with this world led to the creation of , to indulge, to pursue, to do things you wanted but couldn’t. All these years, haven’t you realized? Everything I did was the deepest desire of your soul.

Because you fell in love with the youthful Delphine at first sight, that’s why I woke up for two years, helping you care for her. Tragically, because you love her, I too fell in love with her. Like a mirror, you are ; I am you. We are one.

Now love has allowed you to break through your inner prison; you’ve grown strong enough that you no longer need to do anything for you. All these years, I’ve had only one wish: don’t let her forget .

Ignatius Leclair watched Magnus Leclair delete all the text, then returned to the bedroom to quietly watch Delphine all night.

Ignatius Leclair’s body involuntarily floated forward, passing through chaotic halos of light, arriving at the year of their first eting, hearing about his father’s mistress bringing a burden child along. That day he returned to the Leclair mansion early and saw the girl in a blue checkered dress. She lifted her dark, dewy eyes, looking at a room full of people. Nobody noticed her presence. Silently, she lowered her gaze, small hands clutching her faded blue checkered dress. Fragile as a dandelion soaring in the wind, its seeds blew right onto the tip of his heart. He turned and left, not stepping into the Leclair mansion for a month.