Faye poured herself half a glass of cold water, calming her previously intense and rapid heartbeat.
She took a deep breath, clenched her hand, then gently released it, as an unmistakable trace of anxiety flickered in her eyes.
Why wasn't she affected? What exactly is going on? No matter what, she mustn't panic or lose her composure.
She currently showed no reaction—no disgust, no rejection, no surprise—which indicated she hadn't remembered anything yet.
Could it be that the medication she gave her had a therapeutic effect?
She must find a doctor to clarify what was happening. Was it due to the medication? Or had the hypnosis worn off, and she might gradually remember everything?
"Faye..."
Tessa Caldwell followed him into the kitchen, slightly displeased, thinking as she walked in that Faye seemed like a heartless jerk!
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. By the time she stood in front of Faye, she was somewhat irate. "What are you inexplicably angry about?"
