Conquest Game: The Aloof Husband is Dangerous!-Chapter 125 - 120: Facing the Unveiled Truth

But can they go back to the way things were?

His words made Nina Pierce slightly angry. Did he really think she was the same foolish Nina Pierce from before?

"Learn from experience; it’s a philosophy of life!"

Nina Pierce countered unceremoniously. When it came to this man, all she felt was loathing!

Theodore White gave a bitter smile inside, it seemed the events of that year deeply affected the young girl, sigh...

Hearing their tense conversation, Joanna Churchill asked in confusion, "Nina, did you know Dr. White before?"

"No."

"Yes."

The two answered almost simultaneously, yet their responses were poles apart.

Joanna opened her mouth in astonishment, "So do you know each other or not?"

Nina simply pulled her to the window for food, "Come on! If we don’t get food now it will get cold."

Joanna was bewilderingly dragged away, so much so that during the meal, she kept gossiping, "What’s the story? Tell me quickly."

Nina felt a bit helpless, "It’s not really knowing, just alumni from the same school."

Joanna nodded with a bite of the chopsticks, "Oh... I see!"

Nina buried herself in her meal, not wanting to discuss anything more about Theodore White.

But Joanna seemed quite interested in him, "Nina! We’re good friends, so let me ask you first! Do you have any feelings for Dr. White?"

Nina almost spat out the soup she had just sipped, shaking her head hurriedly, "I’d have feelings for a pig before I’d have feelings for him!"

She spoke earnestly, utterly serious.

Joanna was immediately delighted, "Hearing you say that, I’m relieved. I think Dr. White is really handsome, and he’s just my type. I’ve decided to pursue him actively."

Nina resisted the urge to snort, "Can you have a normal taste?"

Joanna pouted, "Oh, come on! It’s you whose taste is not normal!"

Nina took a bite of the dish without saying a word.

Her taste was indeed blind before, to have fallen in love with a jerk like Theodore White!

Haha...

Seeing her silent, Joanna quickly spoke flatteringly, "Nina, during dinner at the director’s house last time, didn’t he say he wanted to introduce you to his nephew? I heard he’s a young university professor. Have you met him yet?"

Nina nodded, "Had a meal once."

Joanna eagerly gossiped, "How did it go? Is there potential for something more?"

Nina gave her a sideways glance, "How would you know anything from just one meeting?"

Joanna was undeterred, "Just your impression of him! How about his looks, character, and income?"

Nina bit her lip and thought, "Looks cultured and refined, don’t know about the rest."

Joanna scoffed, "You! You just don’t pay enough attention! No wonder the director is anxious for you, but since he’s the director’s direct nephew, his family background shouldn’t be too bad. Make the most of it! University professors are in a relaxed profession, and being under thirty to be granted the title shows considerable ability!"

Nina looked at her with a bit of a headache, "If I had known, I should have let the director introduce him to you."

Joanna curled her lips, "You’re the professor’s prized student, okay!"

Nina simply buried herself in her meal, refusing to continue the topic.

After the meal.

Back in the office, Nina didn’t rest. Instead, she turned on her computer and logged into a medical forum she had registered on before. She hadn’t made any progress on the matter she promised Laura she’d help with, and fortunately, this forum had many doctors from different fields lurking around. Perhaps she’d meet an expert who could help answer.

After logging in, she posted her question on the community: My friend has been dreaming about a girl trapped in a castle for six months, and each dream isn’t quite the same, with the girl’s belly getting bigger each time...

The most startling part was, a few nights ago, she dreamt of the castle girl again, and found out the girl looked exactly like herself.

Could a psychology expert interpret this dream? Does it signify anything, or is it just an ongoing drama-like dream?

After posting, she stretched and lay back in her chair, planning to browse around again in the afternoon.

She knew there were many hidden experts on this forum, hoping someone kind-hearted would solve her query, otherwise Laura would keep waiting for her answer!

Surprisingly, before the end of the workday, a response was already given by a user named "Foxy’s Peach".

From a dream interpretation point of view, there are two possibilities: First, this might just be a drama-like dream. Even though your friend dreamed the girl looked just like her, it doesn’t necessarily mean anything, because often the dreamer sees themselves as the protagonist in the dream.

Second, this could be a subconscious awakening memory-like dream, maybe reflecting the experiencer’s past, only manifesting through dreams.

The above insights are purely assumptions based on your description, since there’s been no direct communication with the person involved, the actual details are unknown, so it’s just for reference.

Seeing this detailed reply, Nina immediately sent a line over: Thank you for your explanation, I suppose it should be the first scenario.

Just after sending it, a reply came immediately: It was no trouble, you’re welcome, and I hope your friend can soon break free from the nightmare’s grip.

Nina Pierce was quite surprised that the other person was online; their avatar gave no hint of being male or female. As for the username, it turned out they also liked Foxy and peaches, just like her...

Perhaps the other person is a very affectionate man!

Suddenly, she saw the other person explaining a second possibility, a dream that awakens memories of the consciousness; perhaps this is an experience that the person already went through...

How could that be!

Laura has always been in Aethelburg...

Suddenly, she remembered the year when Laura went to Fiorina as an exchange student in her junior year. During that year, they never spoke on the phone, only simply communicated through emails...

Whenever she thought of that year, she felt particularly strange, but couldn’t quite pinpoint why.

Could it be...

If the dream really reflected something Laura had experienced, then did she get pregnant?

Thinking about this, she couldn’t help but cover her mouth. How could that be!

This is too absurd!

But immediately, the image of Little Mars with a face strikingly similar to Laura’s popped into her mind...

She irritably ruffled her hair. Impossible! Just saying it out loud is shocking, and if Laura really had a child, how could she not remember at all?

Originally intending to drop the matter and not continue thinking about it, but she couldn’t shake it from her mind.

With no other choice, she logged back into the forum, found the username "Foxy’s Peach," and decided to ask privately.

Excuse me, sorry to bother you. What you mentioned earlier as the second possibility, if the dream truly reflects something the person experienced, could the person completely not remember?

About five minutes later, the other replied: If the person had been hypnotized, then it’s possible to forget everything.

Hypnosis?

Nina Pierce’s mouth dropped open in shock, "Oh my God!"

The more she thought, the more suspicious it seemed, her mind kept buzzing...

At night.

Nina Pierce and Laura Quincy still met at their usual spot; the owner already knew the two of them well and was as enthusiastic as ever.

As soon as Laura arrived, she saw her friend sitting there absent-mindedly and worriedly asked, "Nina, are you okay?"

Nina Pierce snapped out of it. She had thought a lot before coming but still couldn’t ask her friend directly because if she really fell into that second category, then...

Of course, Laura was unaware of her inner thoughts, thinking she was troubled by something related to Theodore White.

"Nina, I’ll accompany you to drink as long as you want tonight. If this isn’t enough, we can go to my place."

"Laura, I’m fine. I’m just worried about you..."

"Worried about me?"

Laura asked in confusion, then reached out to feel her friend’s forehead, "No fever!"

Nina Pierce brushed off her hand, "Oh! I really have nothing going on! I’m not silly enough to keep being upset over that jerk! He’s long since a part of the past, not worth my anger."

Laura blinked, "Really?"

Nina Pierce nodded, "Every ex brings some pain, but it’s only temporary. Complaining to you a bit made it okay."

Laura cast a concerned glance at her friend, "That’s good. How are things going with that college professor? Starting a new relationship is definitely the best way to forget the past."

Nina Pierce took a sip of her drink, "Perhaps!"

Laura handed her a skewer of grilled meat, "Don’t like it?"

Nina Pierce shook her head, "Not that, just taking it slow to see."

She paused, as if something came to her mind, "Laura, how about I cook at your place this weekend? You haven’t tasted my cooking for a while."

Laura was immediately tempted, "How dare you say that! I’ve been begging you for so long, and you always said your hands were meant for surgery, not cooking. Did the sun rise in the west today? Don’t tell me you’re practicing your cooking for... who to eat?"

Nina Pierce giggled, "You think too much! It’s simply because you asked so many times that I decided to do it."

Laura said somewhat regretfully, "But I have to go to the Hawthorne Family this weekend to tutor Twinkle in English."

Nina Pierce immediately said, "No problem! You can bring Twinkle to your place, right? Tutoring is tutoring anywhere!"

Laura found the suggestion reasonable and agreed with a nod, "Okay, I’ll ask Twinkle, it should be fine."

Nina Pierce quietly ate her stir-fried noodles. This was the only way she could think of; by collecting hair from her friend and Twinkle to do a DNA test, then the truth would be clear...

But if Twinkle really was Laura’s son, could she accept that truth?

It would indeed be incredible...

Weekend.

Early in the morning, Jason Hawthorne dropped his son off at Laura Quincy’s place, "I have to go to L-City for two days; Twinkle will stay with you. I’ll pick him up when I get back."