Piercy muttered under his breath, "Millie, do you… do you know that someone exists just for you? In… In fact, that's why I'm here…"The last part of his sentence was so soft that Millie couldn't hear it clearly.Then, Piercy passed out completely this time.Millie let out a deep breath, feeling slightly relieved. She couldn't empathize with someone so deeply troubled. What she needed was a fully self-aware, rational, and restrained Pierce—someone capable of taking charge.Piercy was like a ticking time bomb. No one could predict when he might explode, and Millie dared not take that risk.She took him back home, and this time, he was truly drunk beyond measure.She called Tobias, knowing she needed help."What did you say? Dissociative identity disorder? Pierce never mentioned anything like that to me," Tobias said incredulously."If even you have no idea about this, then it's very likely no one else knows about this. Pierce has done a really good job hiding this from everyone.
Bruce showed up at the villa shortly after. He had some basic medical knowledge. Upon arriving, he took Millie's temperature, drew blood for testing at the hospital, and prescribed some fever-reducing medication. "This room isn't ideal because it's not well-ventilated. I suggest switching to another one," he advised. "Alright, we'll change rooms," Millie agreed immediately. She had already redecorated one of the guest rooms in preparation. When Bruce saw the guest room, he nodded in approval. "This room is much better. The comfort level of the surroundings can significantly impact the patient's recovery." With that, Millie moved to the guest room. Piercy stayed by her side the entire time with a worried expression etched on his face. Millie couldn't help but notice how much Piercy cared for her. Bruce mixed a bitter concoction for her to drink. Each time she swallowed it, the taste was so awful it made her feel utterly miserable. She complained, "Ugh… This is so
Piercy wanted to experience it all with Millie. "Okay, I'll bring you there once I'm better. Come lie beside me. I want to take a nap," Millie coaxed.Piercy nodded and lay on the couch right next to the bed.Millie turned her back to him, pretending to fall asleep."Millie? Millie…" he called softly. She didn't respond, so he thought she was asleep. He was silent for a long time before speaking again. "I'll try to learn the rules of this world. I want to replace him and be a good person. I wasn't created just to be erased. If I exist, I deserve to live." Piercy paused before continuing, "Please don't treat me like a monster, Millie. I am a human too, a normal human being…"His voice grew fainter. The couch seemed to hold some kind of magic, and its softness lulled him into sleep. Piercy drifted off to sleep from fatigue before he even realized it.It was only then that Millie sat up and looked at him—Piercy was fast asleep.She should have called Bruce right away to st
Piercy uttered each word with bone-chilling intensity. His voice sounded as if it came from the depths of hell. His face was unnaturally pale, and large beads of sweat slid down his face incessantly.He had summoned all his strength to strangle Millie—there was an unmistakable intent to kill. Piercy tightened his grip bit by bit, and Millie's entire body was lifted off the ground by his single arm.Soon, Millie felt the sensation of suffocation wash over her. She struggled in agony but couldn't pry his hand away or make him budge in the slightest.Her consciousness grew weaker and weaker. Suddenly, her body felt light, and she fell to the ground.Before she lost consciousness, she seemed to hear Piercy's voice. It was so faint that it was almost inaudible. In fact, it was so soft that she wondered if it was just her imagination."Don't you get it? This kind of low-level hypnosis won't work on me. Only you can truly hurt me. Pierce would go to any lengths for you, Millie… You owe m
This time, Millie wasn't crying for Pierce, but for someone else. Piercy had said that once she recovered, they would go camping, enjoy the outdoors, and watch a movie together.He had also said that he was a living, breathing human being. He wasn't Pierce's appendix, a kidney stone, or a polyp that could be surgically removed when it became a problem.Piercy had his own thoughts, and he could feel pain, too.Millie had gained his trust and then stabbed him in the back. How hopeless Piercy must have felt! He probably wouldn't forgive her for the rest of his life.She had only known him for a few days, so why did she feel this overwhelming sadness? She hadn't done the physical act of killing, yet she had killed someone all the same.Millie's heart ached with unbearable pain.Pierce stood at the door, his expression full of worry. Bruce walked over to him with a limp and said, "I think Ms. Jordan needs my treatment. The struggle between you and the secondary personality is someth
Pierce's eyes became bloodshot in an instant. His gaze burned with searing anger as he stared at Millie intently.He bellowed, "Do you know what you're doing?"Millie lowered her head, staring at the knife tip that was less than an inch away from her chest. Pierce's hand was gripping the blade tightly.The knife had cut into his palm. Blood dripped heavily from it, pooling into a small puddle on the floor.A complicated feeling rose within Millie. In that fleeting moment, she had bet that Pierce would stop her. She hadn't expected that Pierce would grab the blade with his bare hand in desperation."Your hand…" Millie murmured.Pierce threw the knife onto the ground with a loud clatter. He gripped her shoulder so firmly that pain shot up from where his hand was placed instantly."Listen to me, Millie. No matter what happens, you must never hurt yourself. You can point your blade at anyone else, but never at yourself. Do you hear me?" he roared, his voice deep and furious.Mill
Since Wanda had some dirt on Samantha, they were in the same boat. Because of their shared interests in scheming and prevailing over Millie, they naturally had much to talk about. Wanda was the one who contributed the ideas for Samantha to avoid going on the forced blind dates.After listening to Wanda, Samantha asked, "What? You went for a checkup and ran into Millie?""She must have realized it was me. She even picked up my medical report. What should I do?" Wanda asked anxiously, feeling butterflies in her stomach.A few months earlier, Wanda had found out she was pregnant. She thought everything would be fine after making it past the risky first trimester. But after about four to five months into her pregnancy and before her belly had fully shown, she had been experiencing frequent spotting.Wanda dared not tell Stefan about this because he had been eagerly anticipating the baby's arrival. Thus, she had gone to the hospital alone for a checkup. The results were devastating—her
Wanda knew she couldn't delay dealing with her situation any longer. The longer the dead fetus remained in her womb, the greater the harm it would cause.She returned to Leach Manor and kept an eye on the time. Stefan should be back around this time. So, Wanda deliberately picked up her phone and pretended to make a call.She said into the phone, "Watch over Millie's studio and make sure her business isn't doing too badly. Don't let her know it was my idea. I'll reimburse all your expenses…"After Wanda was done uttering her staged instructions, she put down the phone. When she turned around, she pretended to be startled to see Stefan standing there."Stefan? Oh, you scared me! Why didn't you say something when you came in?" Wanda asked with a playful pout."Are you helping Millie?" he asked, frowning."Yes. Although she and I don't get along, I don't think this incident is her fault. It was her staff cutting corners and substituting her products with inferior ones. I admire he
Millie gently closed the box.Suddenly, a single tear slipped down, landing silently on the surface. Only then did Millie realize that she had been crying. She wasn't sure if she was mourning the love she once had or if her tears were for something else entirely.No wonder Pierce had told her to look at it in private. He didn't want to see her shedding tears for another man."It's all in the past. Why send this now?" Millie murmured.She wiped away her tears and picked up her phone. "Tobias, do me a favor. Auction something for me. Donate every last cent of the proceeds to charity. Not a single penny should be kept."She then ended the call and looked at the small box again. At least this way, it would be put to good use…Afterward, Millie headed to the study to check on Pierce. He watched her closely, his deep eyes unreadable.Millie pretended not to notice and said, "You keep working. I'm just going to sketch for a while."Pierce pressed his lips together as if he wante
Millie followed Pierce back home. As she stepped into the familiar space that belonged to just the two of them, her heart felt heavy with emotions.It had been two months since she had last been here, yet everything remained unchanged. Even the wardrobe had been stocked with new seasonal outfits.In those two months, Millie had lost a lot of weight. So, Pierce instructed the kitchen to prepare nourishing meals for her. He was determined to bring her back to full health.Pierce remained bedridden for another half month before he could finally use a cane to walk around a bit. His right leg was still severely injured, and every step sent searing pain through his body, making his face go pale and his forehead damp with cold sweat.Millie couldn't bear to watch him suffer and urged him to rest. But Pierce was stubborn and walked until his legs trembled, and he could no longer stand. Only then would he sit down."Does it hurt?" Millie worriedly asked."It doesn't. I just need to pr
With that, Millie turned around and left without hesitation. But just as she was about to step out of the room, Stefan's voice called out behind her once more, "Millie, I owe you an apology for everything. I never really said it before. It's late… but at least I'm finally saying it. "Millie, I'm sorry. I was the one in the wrong." Stefan's voice was soft, weakened by his injuries. It sounded as though those few words had drained all the strength from his body.Millie's body stiffened, and her hands were tightly clenched into fists at her sides.Stefan was apologizing at long last.Millie wanted to turn around to see if he was truly sincere or if this was just another one of his manipulations. However, she held herself back. Unimportant people didn't deserve even a second glance.Millie didn't say anything. She didn't say whether she would or would not forgive him. She just walked away.Stefan's face turned even paler. He knew that after everything he had done, he would never
Millie didn't want to see Pierce struggling alone, bottling up all his pain like a wounded lion licking its wounds in solitude.Upon hearing her words, Pierce simply tightened his embrace around her. "Mills… I'm scared…""I know. I understand," Millie whispered, gently patting his back."I'm afraid I won't be able to lift you anymore, and I'm afraid I won't be able to run or jump. I'm scared I won't be able to fight the bad guys and protect you anymore." Pierce's voice was soft and barely above a whisper. His sorrow was almost imperceptible, but it could be because he still hadn't fully released his emotions.Millie started, "You still have me. If you can't carry me, then don't. If you can't run fast or jump high, then I'll slow down and walk beside you. I can be your crutch and your support for a lifetime, okay?"And listen, Pierce, you may not be able to fight on the front lines anymore, but you're still there in spirit. We can move to the back lines to provide funding and strat
Pierce didn't tell Millie everything—such as the fact that Stefan had initially wanted to kill him. He spared Stefan some dignity, not wanting Millie to hate him forever.Millie stayed in the hospital to care for Pierce for two days when there was finally a change in Stefan's condition.Before he even regained consciousness, he was already calling her name. Robin anxiously rushed in to find Millie, and she hurried over."The patient's wound has gotten infected, leading to complications. We need to start emergency treatment immediately!""How could this have happened? Wasn't he supposed to wake up?" Robin was beside himself with worry."Millie… Millie…" Even in his fevered delirium, Stefan kept murmuring her name.Millie went over to him. His hand, which had been weakly grasping at the air, finally caught hold of something—her fingers. He clung to her tightly."I'm here, Stefan," she softly uttered.It was as if her words held some kind of magic, as Stefan immediately calmed d
Every word Pierce spoke was firm and impactful. Each word hammered on Stefan's heart mercilessly.Pierce owned up to his mistakes. But what about him? Could he do the same?All this while, he had been shifting the blame to everyone else. He blamed Pierce for stealing Millie away. Then, he blamed Millie for not forgiving him. He even blamed Wanda for seducing him, and the list went on…He had blamed so many people, holding onto their faults while conveniently brushing aside his own. When it came to himself, he always found a way to justify his actions. He completely ignored that he was the true cause of everything.Stefan's grip on Pierce's collar loosened. He took a few steps back in a daze and stumbled on his own feet, causing him to nearly fall to the ground."Those criminals… They're planning to strike again. I agreed to help them," Stefan said."Why are you telling me this?" Pierce responded."She said… She said that if you died, she wouldn't live either." Stefan's voice was
Millie gave Pierce a profound look that contained a myriad of emotions. Pierce could have been selfish and not tell her any of Stefan's good deeds. He could've even stopped her from visiting Stefan. Yet, he didn't do that.After giving Pierce one heavy nod, Millie went over to the adjacent hospital room.Stefan was seriously injured too. His health wasn't as good as Pierce's to begin with, so he still hadn't woken up yet.Robin was in his room, sitting beside him. He kept silently wiping away tears at one side."This is my only nephew. If anything were to happen to him, how would I face his late parents?" Robin mournfully said."Does Grandma know about this?" Millie inquired."I don't have the heart to tell Mom about this. She's old and frail. I don't want her to have a breakdown," Robin replied."I'll keep him company, Robin," Millie said.Robin hesitated for a moment and ultimately nodded. He believed that Stefan would want to see Millie upon waking up. So, Millie staye
"Don't move around. You're still very weak. The doctor said to give you some oatmeal porridge when you wake up. Your digestive system is still quite weak, so you need to eat something that goes down easily."A familiar voice sounded in Millie's ears."G-Grandpa? Why are you here? Where's Pierce? Pierce? Pierce…" After a moment of silence, Millie mumbled, "I forgot… Pierce is dead. Not even his body remains.""What nonsense are you speaking, child? Isn't he lying right beside you?" Bill interjected.Millie visibly froze for a second. Then, she whipped her head around to look. As Bill had said, Pierce was indeed right beside her. Layers of gauze were wrapped around his body, and he seemed to be heavily injured. However, his vital signs were steady, and his heartbeat was rhythmic—he was no longer in a critical condition."Pierce…" Millie tumbled out of bed without a care for the pain in her limbs.Bill quickly went over to support her and combined their beds together."H-How is t
Millie broke down emotionally. She was done with Stefan's constant self-righteous justification. He always blamed everyone else and deemed himself free of any wrongdoing. He acted as if the whole world had wronged him, while he had never wronged anyone.He painted himself as the pitiful and innocent victim, twisting logic to justify everything he did.Millie was done acting her part. She would let things play out however they should. There was no longer anything tying her to this world. If anything happened to Pierce, she wouldn't live either. Just the thought of being imprisoned by Stefan for three years was worse than death.And so, she locked herself in her room and refused to come out. Every day, the housekeepers delivered her meals. She had no appetite but still ate well.Millie also no longer cared whether Stefan had drugged her food or not. If she turned into a mindless lunatic, maybe that would be better than this painful clarity.…Days passed one after another.One