All Chapters of My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!: Chapter 3231 - Chapter 3240

Life now was calm and peaceful as Clara had always longed for. Yannick was gradually accepting Wilson, and their family was getting more loving.However, the hypnosis still hung over them like an impending storm. If Clara lifted the hypnosis, the current peace might be shattered at any moment. On the other hand, if she did nothing, it would be like living with a ticking time bomb. She would be constantly worrying that she might inadvertently trigger the secret phrase that would break the hypnosis, leading to unpredictable consequences."Is this really that important?" Summer asked."Yeah," Clara replied. "If I don’t do anything, things might stay the same or change unexpectedly without warning. But if I choose to lift Wilson’s hypnosis, at least we'll be prepared, and we can choose the right moment to do it.""So, it's a choice between taking action and waiting passively. It's like dealing with a bomb. Defuse it, or wait for it to explode on its own.""You’re right," Clara admit

While Clara was still hesitating, Wilson said, "Let’s take a look.""But it’s just for a photoshoot..." she started."So? If I can afford it, why not choose a dress you really like?" he replied.As she browsed through the exquisite, luxurious dresses, Clara felt increasingly dazzled. Suddenly, her gaze landed on a simple wedding dress – a pure white gown with no embellishments, but its flowing, elegant cut exuded grace."I'd like to try this one, please," Clara said."Of course," the staff responded. She brought Clara a sample and introduced the designer – an emerging talent who was still relatively unknown, but had received high praises from people in the industry."Don’t you think it’s too plain?" Wilson asked."I think it’s perfect – simple and unassuming. Like in life, sometimes less is more," Clara explained. "But if you don’t like it, I can choose another one.""No, it's fine. As long as you like it," Wilson said.Clara headed to the fitting room to try on the dress, w

"What's wrong?" Wilson asked, meeting her gaze."I just feel like that's not something that you would usually do," she murmured."Well, going to the movies isn't something that I would usually do either, right?" Wilson replied.Clara was speechless.As the movie screening approached, they brandished their tickets and entered the theater.As they watched the film in the dim light, Clara felt a strange sense of peacefulness wash over her. Sitting quietly beside him, sharing this moment, felt truly nice.It reminded her of the early days of their relationship.Though the time they wasted could never be reclaimed, what about their love? Could it be recovered?A genuine emotion – whether love or hate – should be whole, not fragmented or forgotten.Next month, she told herself. They would be taking their wedding photos next month. After that, she would undo his hypnosis.She wanted him to recover the love he had forgotten. If he chose to leave her after that, she would fight to win

Even though Fred was only 10 years old, he was more mature than other kids his age. He understood what it meant to like someone.That boy called Morris liked Jackie too!He was acutely aware of this fact.He heard Jacqueline say "Start!" in the video, and Morris started playing.After Fred heard Morris playing the piano once, he immediately understood why Jacqueline liked it.Morris played with soul. Even though he wasn't that skillful and the transitions were sometimes rough, it had an undeniable charm.Fred could also play the piece called "Chasse-neige" that Morris was playing. In terms of technique, he could blow Morris out of the water.Yet, his own performance felt robotic, lacking the soul that Morris displayed. Even his piano teacher had noted that, while his technique was good, his playing lacked the quality to move people.Morris possessed exactly what he lacked!Was this what they called talent?Fred's talent lay in techniques, while Morris' was in expressiveness

"Fred, thank you!" Jacqueline hugged Fred tightly with a smile. Morris felt a twinge of envy.A while later, Jacqueline led Morris to the piano and asked him to play a piece for everyone. After receiving proper piano lessons, Morris' skills had improved significantly. A lot of the spots in his playing that were previously rough had been corrected.Fred listened quietly, his expression unusually serious. Hearing Morris' performance live stunned him even more than it did in the video. He began to understand why Jacqueline was so fond of Morris' piano playing.This kind of emotional depth was something that he would probably never achieve. In terms of pure piano talent, he knew he had already lost to Morris. As his teacher had once noted, while he could already match many professional pianists technically, his playing lacked emotional resonance.He simply could not infuse his emotions into his piano playing.After the piece concluded, Jacqueline turned to Fred and asked, "D