the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart-Chapter 819: You’ll Be More Comfortable Sleeping in Bed

Emily Thorne looked at the handsome and dignified young scion before her. Among all the alumni back then, every time this man appeared, his words and actions carried a nobility that others lacked, making everyone else mere foils to his presence. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

She secretly peeked at the teacher’s files and learned that such an outstanding young gentleman actually suffered from dual personality disorder. Over the following years, she utilized the teacher, her own expertise, and anything she could leverage to gradually get closer to him, eventually becoming his psychologist and traveled to the South Seas every year to give him psychological treatment.

Emily secretly rejoiced that they were both young then. If it were the mature, cold Ignatius Leclair of today, not even a hundred Emilys could get near him.

This secret relationship lasted three to four years. Later, for some unknown reason, Ignatius Leclair unilaterally cut off contact with her, no longer allowing her to provide psychological treatment. Emily had no choice but to find another way, interacting with him in the guise of a friend and borrowed money from him to open two art galleries.

Ignatius Leclair, being the kind of person who spends extravagantly, signed checks for her to open two galleries without batting an eye. Subsequently, Emily insisted on allowing him to own half the shares of the gallery as an investment. She managed the galleries while gradually repaying him, maintaining their contact.

Emily was fully aware that with her conditions, she could never marry into the Leclair Family. Besides, Ignatius Leclair was exceedingly rational, his heart harboring stars and oceans, and he would never be ensnared in romantic entanglements. Even after Melody Cloud pursued him for over a decade, he remained unmoved. Only long-term companionship could potentially sway this heart as hard as stone.

So, she quietly waited for over a decade, never mentioning their relationship. Sure enough, this silence made Ignatius Leclair trust her even more. A few years ago, Ignatius finally suggested that she hypnotize him once a year again.

Every time, the man came with a sullen face. Ignatius Leclair had such strong self-control that even when under hypnotism and asleep, she could not find out who he saw in his dreams. However, after waking from the hypnotism, his complexion would greatly improve.

As long as she could stay by his side, one day, Ignatius Leclair would be unable to do without her. She was very confident in her hypnotism skills.

However, since last year, Ignatius Leclair hadn’t called her once.

Emily took this opportunity to return to the South Seas to open a gallery, intending to probe a little.

"The teacher said that since the second personality has awakened, it indicates that the threat of personality split from back then still exists, and it needs attention," Emily retracted her thoughts and gently said, "Has your headache improved?"

Ignatius Leclair stared fixedly at her. The man’s almond-shaped eyes were narrow and slightly upturned, naturally carrying a smiling curve. However, the excessive coldness in his eyes was overwhelming, making Emily’s heart palpitate.

"Since you’re here, I’ll close my eyes and rest. Wake me up in ten minutes," Ignatius spoke in a low, indifferent voice.

Emily was delighted, nodded, and softly said, "Alright, you’ll be more comfortable sleeping on the bed."

Ignatius said nothing, leaning back on the sofa with his eyes closed to rest.

Emily gazed at him quietly, then went to the bathroom to take a shower and changed into a robe. Although conservative in style, the deep red silk robe highlighted the charm of a mature woman to the fullest extent.

Emily poured a glass of red wine and gently swirled the glass, taking a sip. She was not one of those ignorant fools who relied on drugging or using aphrodisiacs. As long as Ignatius Leclair trusted her, she had a chance.

Emily hadn’t even finished a glass of red wine when the door was kicked open from the outside.