The handsome, pale man had just escaped danger. Though gravely injured, his presence remained powerful. His phoenix-like eyes were deep and enchanting, and the natural upward curve of his lips made him look like a completely different man compared to the cold and ruthless one from before.
Delphine felt her mind was in turmoil. Was this Magnus or Ignatius Leclair? She could no longer tell them apart.
Magnus was special to her. In her youth, all the warmth she ever experienced came from this man—he was the most tender, untouchable place in her heart. Now that Ignatius's second personality had abruptly awakened, Delphine found herself at a loss, unsure how to proceed.
It all seemed so sudden—so sudden that it defied belief.
"You're awake… and what about Ignatius?" Delphine asked cautiously. Could that aloof and unparalleled man truly have disappeared just because of a car accident?
