Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

There was a middle–aged man in a suit outside, with two women standing behind him. 

One of the women was Queenie. 

The other was in her 30s and was an unfamiliar face. 

The middle–aged man was Shein, Wanda’s father. 

The knocking started again. 

Carlisle gathered himself before pulling the door open. 

“Mr. Thompson,” Carlisle greeted him politely. 

“Hello.” Shein nodded, looking affable. It was hard to tell how he was feeling. 

Queenie introduced the other woman to Carlisle. “This is the psychologist that Mr. Thompson hired. Her name is Rochelle Worley!” 

Carlisle stood aside and said, “Come in!” 

Shein walked inside and looked around. He was fairly satisfied with what he saw. At least Carlisle wasn’t making Wanda live in a cheap rental place. 

“Please sit down, Mr. Thompson. I’ll get you a drink!” Carlisle politely led Shein to a seat, although inwardly, he was extremely nervous. 

The first time he met Shein, things between him and Wanda had been perfectly chaste, so he hadn’t felt guilty. 

This time, he was sharing a bed with Wanda and had already pretty much gone all the way. He felt as if he were having a formal meeting with her parents. 

Shein said to Rochelle, “You know how this all started. Please check on my daughter and her current condition!” 

“Yes, Mr. Thompson.” Rochelle took out a device from her backpack. 

It was connected to a hood that looked like something used to do an electroencephalogram. 

Once the device was connected, the screen was filled with Jarnese. 

Rochelle walked toward Wanda, holding the hood. “You’re such a pretty lady. Put this on…” 

Wanda shrank back on the sofa and shook her head. 

Rochelle said very gently, “Don’t be afraid, young lady. This is just a data cable that will detect your nerve activity!” 

She put the hood over Wanda’s head. 

Wanda immediately thought of what had happened when she was kidnapped. 

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Her defenses collapsed, and she covered her head and broke into sobs. “No… I don’t want to… You’re all evil people…” 

When Carlisle heard her crying, he strode over with the glasses of water he had been filling. 

Wanda looked tearfully at him. “Carlisle… I’m so scared…” 

Carlisle put the glasses of water on the table and took the hood from Rochelle. He said, “Let me.” 

Rochelle nodded and handed it to him. 

After taking the hood, he asked, “What’s this for?” 

Rochelle explained, “It’s to check how active the nerve cells in her brain are!” 

Carlisle put the hood on his head, smiled, and said, “Let’s try out this device!” 

Rochelle frowned slightly and turned to look at Shein. “Mr. Thompson…” 

Shein said lightly, “Let’s try it out, then. I’d like to know if this–device of yours will be useful or not!” 

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Carlisle immediately felt several currents prickling his scalp. 

He felt as if his head was about to explode. 

He pulled off the hood and tossed it on the table. His expression was cold as he said, “Why is the current so strong? Are you trying to kill her?”