Billionaire’s Pampered Wife

“If possible, I want to try a special treatment on you. We will enter your subconscious, however, you will have to be conscious during the whole process,” Stella suggested.

Cyril was a little frightened at this thought. “He may do something to hurt you if he comes out.”

Stella broke into a gentle smile and reassured him, “That man is simply a figment of your imagination. You could easily defeat him and protect me. I believe in you.”

Cyril nodded his head. He downed the water in the cup nervously.

Stella served him another glass of water, stirred it until a mixture was dissolved, and then handed it to him. “Drink it all in one go.”

Cyril was obedient, and he did as he was told. After that, he looked at Stella worriedly.

Sitting opposite him, Stella tapped on the table’s surface with her fingers and observed him quietly.

Cyril started to feel a little sleepy after taking the medicine, so he closed his eyes.

“Cyril, tell me, what do you see?” Stella guided him.

“A two-story house. It’s a terrifying and desolate place. There’s a dried-up tree in front of the gate. There’s a crow there, and a black cloud on top of the house. The cloud looks like it’s about to come crashing down.”

“Open the door and see what’s inside,” Stella instructed.

Cyril’s entire body was trembling. Stella held his hand and comforted him, “Don’t be afraid. I’ll be right here. No one can hurt you.”

Cyril calmed down, but Stella did not let go of him. She asked, “What do you see?”

“Darkness. It’s very dark, I can’t see anything.”

“Close your eyes and look with your heart.”

“I see that woman, she’s lying on the bed. She’s making me put on her dress. I… I killed her!” Cyril uttered fiercely. He then opened his eyes, his gaze murderous. He glared at Stella angrily and roared, “What do you want? You’re trying to kill me!”

Stella was startled by this. She let go of his hand and peered at Cyril suspiciously. Then, she met his ferocious eyes.

“I’m not going to kill you. You are hurting him. He’ll be doomed if you show up again. After that, he won’t be seeing me anymore. He’ll be in prison,” Stella responded calmly.

“Nothing will happen to us as long as you don’t harm us. Women are all useless b*tches. I’m going to kill you!” Cyril bellowed and rushed forward in the next second.

Although he was only fourteen years old, he was as strong as an adult man, and Stella was no match for him at all.

Stella smiled and said, “Can you kill me? Look around. This is heaven. All sins will be destroyed. Stop hurting Cyril. Go away. He can still go to heaven when the time comes. If you stay with him, you will only take him to Hell. All who have sinned will go to Hell, just like your stepmother.”

“What nonsense are you talking about! This isn’t heaven, it’s obviously your office. You are trying to deceive me!” Cyril seethed angrily.

“Cyril, you’ve never trusted me. You’re on your guard. You are scared that I will find out that it was you who killed your stepmother,” Stella continued speaking straightforwardly.

Cyril replied curtly, “That’s why everyone who knows must die, including you.”

“Do you think that you can escape if you killed me? If I die, you will be caught for murdering me. Not only will you not be able to live, but you will also live in fear for the rest of your life. The only person who can save you right now is me,” Stella spoke with a firm gaze in her eyes.

“I don’t believe you.”

“All my treatment processes are being recorded,” Stella added as she revealed the pinhole camera planted in the sofa. “Your every move has been recorded and uploaded. If you kill me, everyone will know that you did it. You can’t run away. However, as long as you leave Cyril alone, he will be safe.”

Cyril glared at Stella unwaveringly.

Stella returned his gaze with composure.

“I still don’t believe you,” Cyril said after a while.

“You should. After all, I didn’t leave you behind when I found out that you were the murderer. Instead, I stayed here to keep you company and to help you. If I wanted to harm you, you would have been doomed the moment you stepped out of this door. Isn’t that right, Cyril?”

Cyril’s gaze finally wavered. Stella spoke again, “Cyril, if you can’t defeat the evil, then you will be destroyed along with it. It is not protecting you but harming you.”

Cyril stared at Stella with wide eyes.

“Think about it. Without evil, you can live like a normal child. With evil inside you, you will soon become a prisoner,” Stella guided further.

Cyril continued to stare at Stella as if he were in a trance, his eyes fluttered back and forth rapidly.

“Do you know what to do now? Can you see it now? That evil man is the manifestation of your evil intentions. He is hurting you and swallowing you up,” Stella said.

All of a sudden, Cyril’s eyes rolled backwards and he fainted, falling back onto the sofa.

Stella stared at him and uttered slowly, “You can wake up when you hear a clap.”

She then clapped her hands. Cyril opened his eyes and looked blankly at Stella, asking, “Was that person… me?”

Stella questioned in return, “Are you the one who killed your stepmother?”

“No.”

“Tell me the truth. I’m trying to help you,” Stella pressed on.

“My stepmother abused me. She made me put on a red dress and told me to lay down on the bed. She toyed with me as she pleased. Then, my father came home and saw it. He killed her in a rage.”

“You lied about your confession all those years ago. What about the other dead man?”

“He was my stepmother’s lover. They were toying with me together. I was very afraid, but my father told me not to say anything,” Cyril explained with a sorrowful expression.

Listening to his story, Stella finally understood. Statistics showed that many people who suffered childhood abuse had a higher chance of becoming abusers themselves. It became a kind of emotional relief to them.

Cyril knew that what happened was wrong, which was why he developed an alter ego that was violent. He had a strong hatred towards women, especially those who wanted to have intimate relations with him.

“You’ll be fine in the future because you already know that the person is you. However, you have to control yourself. You can’t let him come out again, or else he’ll destroy you. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have come to my clinic. Am I right, Cyril?” Stella advised in a soft voice.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

He nodded in response.

“If you feel bored, go out and play basketball or do something you like. Set your own goals in life. That is the right direction for you to develop yourself so that you can achieve happiness.”

“Can I come again next week?” Cyril asked expectantly.

“My consultation fees aren’t cheap. Your mother came to me because she wanted to cure you, and I can tell that she loves you a lot. I’m sure you don’t want to make a person who loves you sad. So, you don’t need to come here anymore. I will be looking forward to the day when you grow up to be the fine young man I know you can become,” Stella replied with a grin.

A look of disappointment was written on Cyril’s face.

Stella patted him on the shoulder and consoled him, “Come now, you must strive to become someone others look up to. Don’t focus on looking up to other people all the time. You can do it. Good luck.”

Cyril nodded as he felt his spirits were lifted by her encouraging words. He said to himself, “I can do it.”

After that, Stella opened the door and sent Cyril out. Only then she noticed that Jasper was here.

Did he not leave after sending her here?

An understanding smile appeared on his face.

She walked over to Jasper and inquired, “You’re still here.”

He hummed a reply.

Although he was a man of few words, he had always made her feel a surge of warmth in her heart. She felt as if he would be by her side whenever she called for him.