Hearing Jessie’s father say this, Jessie’s mother was also angry, “How can he do this!”
The couple was so angry that they were breathing heavily.
While Jessie at the side remained with her head lowered.
She knew that what George had just said had made her parents very angry.
In fact, when she heard it, her first reaction was also anger and shock.
She was shocked that he actually wanted her to recover her memory, and angry that she also felt that he had asked her to recover her memory, as her father had guessed, to make her remember those in the past and dwell on this pain of her feelings for him again.
Yet now that she had calmed down and remembered the look on his face and in his eyes when he had asked her, it didn’t seem like what she and her dad had thought.
When he had asked her, his expression had been calm and his eyes had been serene, and there had been no malice mixed in with it.
So, he wanted her to recover her memory, not to make her painful by remembering those in the past, as if he had some other purpose.
As she was thinking, Jessie felt her shoulder being pushed by someone.
She collected her thoughts and raised her head, looking towards the person who pushed her, it was Jessie’s mother.
Jessie’s mother looked concerned, “What’s wrong, Jessie? What’s on your mind?”
Jessie’s mouth opened and she was about to answer, but Jessie’s father took the lead, “What else could it be? It must be what that brat said to Jessie just now.”
Her father became serious, “Jessie, listen, you can get your memory back. No matter how much he persuades you or coaxes you, you must not agree to it, understand? Once you regain your memory, you’ll be the same as you were in the past, and it hurts us to see that. ”
Jessie looked at her parents’ nervous look, the corners of her mouth pulled and she barely managed to squeeze out a smile, “I know, don’t worry, I have no intention of wanting to regain my memory, I don’t know what the past me was like anymore, so if I regain my memory, I wouldn’t even know who I am anymore, the current me is fine.”
Hearing that, Jessie’s father and mother breathed a sigh of relief with reassurance.
“That’s good, then.” The couple said.
Jessie took their hands and proved with her own practical actions that her words just now were true.
Sure enough, the couple felt her movements and relaxed even more.
Soon, the lift arrived.
The family of three walked out, got into the car and left.
And on the balcony of one of the floors of the adjacent inpatient building, George stood behind the railing in his hospital gown, one hand on the railing, one hand in the pocket of his hospital gown, just watching the car go away.
Only when the car was not in sight did he turn around and walk towards the ward, taking out his mobile phone as he did so and dialing a number out.
The call was for Violet.
At this moment, it was evening at Violet’s side, and several people were sitting around the dining table eating dinner.
Suddenly the phone rang and Violet reached for it, but it was taken away by a large, handsome and slender hand.
It was Stanley.
Violet’s phone was placed not far from Stanley’s, so Stanley saw the caller ID before she did.
After seeing that the caller ID was George, his eyes narrowed and he took her phone away before Violet could get it first.
When Violet saw that he had taken her phone, she didn’t bother to grab it and let him go.
She wasn’t afraid of him answering the phone with any problems.
“Okay, don’t play around, eat quickly.” After thinking about it, Violet immediately went to look at the two children who were not eating obediently but were fighting, and chided them.
When she said that, the two children immediately stopped, sat down and picked up their spoons to eat.
Jimmy, who was in the crib, could only lie down and blink at the group as they ate.
But the good thing was that Aimee, who was particularly fond of Jimmy, gathered around the crib with her bowl and went with Marry to keep Jimmy company, so there was no worry that Jimmy would be alone.
Stanley thumbed the green answer button and put Violet’s phone to his ear, his voice clear and cold as he spoke, “What do you want?”
At the other end of the phone, hearing the voice of not Violet but Stanley, George was silent for two seconds before he answered, “I want to talk to Violet Hunt.”
Unexpectedly, he did not call Violet the name he used to call Violet, but her full name.
This caused Stanley to raise his eyebrows in surprise, but more than that, he was satisfied.
He had ordered George to change his address that way before.
After all, Violet was his wife, so what was the point of other men calling her so intimately?
But George, relying on the fact that he was Violet’s life-saver and already had all the medical skills, didn’t take his words seriously at all and continued to call out Violet, which was tiresome.
But now, George actually took the initiative to change his words.
It seemed that George understood something.
A slight hint of essence passed beneath Stanley’s eyes, fleetingly, and he asked indifferently, “What are you looking for her for?”
He glanced at the woman who was taking care of the two children’s meals.
The woman sensed his gaze and looked over, “What’s wrong? Who’s calling?”
“George.” Stanley didn’t hide it and answered.
Violet was surprised, “Why did he call me?”
She had always thought that ever since she had helped Jessie leave J City, there had been a break between herself and George, and they weren’t even friends anymore.
But now, George had actually taken the initiative to call again, surprisingly.
Violet simply put down her chopsticks and looked at Stanley, wanting to know what George was looking for her.
On the other end of the phone, George lowered his eyes, “I want to know who Jessie sought hypnosis from?”
Every hypnotist had their own unique techniques to hypnotise their patients.
So similarly, to release hypnosis, one must first understand which hypnotist performed what kind of hypnosis technique on Jessie.
If one did not understand this, then one could easily make a mistake in Jessie’s mind and made her become a fool.
Violet was the closest to Jessie, so it was likely that she knew where Jessie had been hypnotised and who she had asked to do the hypnosis.
When Stanley heard George’s words, he first froze for a moment, then his brows furrowed, “What are you asking this for? You want to undo Jessie’s hypnosis?”
It had to be said that he had instantly hit on George’s thoughts.
When Violet heard this, her face immediately changed, “No, how can Jessie’s hypnosis be undone?”
Once it was undone, wouldn’t Jessie turn back into the old Jessie who was suffering because of love?
If this went on, sooner or later, Jessie would break down and commit suicide again, so no matter what, Jessie’s hypnosis could not be undone.
Looking at the agitated Violet, Stanley gently held her hand, indicating her to calm down and not to get too emotional, before asking again to the other end of the phone, “Why do you want to undo Jessie’s hypnosis, do you want to take revenge on her?”
When George heard Stanley’s question, his thin lips pursed for a moment and did not say anything.
Stanley’s face became even more gloomy, “George, you’re really stubborn, I thought that you hadn’t made a mess after being over there for so long, that you had already figured it out and accepted what I said before, but now it seems that you’re still as crazy as ever.”