Chapter 346 Unbearable Memories
Finnley suddenly opened his eyes wide, his deep gaze dark and unreadable, a glint of darkness flashing through.
He was silent for a long time before speaking quietly: "Actually, I've been in Silverlight City these past two years. I only go back when they need me to provide fresh blood."
Before meeting Sophia, he had never doubted there was anything wrong with his memory.
Except for when he woke up from the coma two years ago—that was the only time he sensed that something seemed to be missing from his life.
During that period, he felt dazed and confused all the time.
He had always thought it was a side effect of the car accident, but thinking about it now, some details just didn't add up.
"Do they... draw your blood often?"
Sophia suddenly remembered those needle marks on his arm, so many of them, densely packed—it looked scary.
But Sophia only felt heartache.
"They drew a lot at first, but they couldn't find anything. Eventually they started to suspect my blood didn't have what they were looking for at all."
Sophia opened her arms and hugged Finnley tightly.
"I'm sorry. I was the one who first discovered that your blood could neutralize poison. If it weren't for me, maybe you wouldn't have suffered so much."
Finnley shook his head carelessly. "What's a little blood for a man?"
Sophia's nose tingled. Not only did his words fail to comfort her, they made her feel even worse.
Finnley found it both funny and heartbreaking. "It's all in the past. People need to look forward."
"I can't get past it."
"Then be nicer to me from now on and make it up to me."
Sophia thought for a moment and nodded in agreement. "I can do that."
Time couldn't be reversed, but she could do everything in her power to heal all his wounds.
After a while, Sophia slowly lifted her head from his embrace.
Her clear eyes blinked, and she asked with curiosity: "Is there anything else? I want to hear it."
Everything about him—she wanted to know it all.
Finnley paused, his hand holding Sophia's tightening slightly. "I'll tell you later."
Those memories were too unbearable. He believed Sophia wouldn't want to know them.
Just seeing those needle marks made her sad and upset.
If she heard what happened in his memories, how much would she cry?
He couldn't bear to see Sophia shed tears, even if those tears were for him.
Sophia blinked, seeming to understand.
She hugged Finnley tightly again, saying nothing, yet somehow saying everything.
She felt sorry for him...
This realization made Finnley feel happy. He comforted her in a hoarse voice: "It's all in the past. You said it yourself—those things were fake."
Sophia said in a muffled voice: "Francis said the doctor I found for you is currently treating a patient with very serious mental illness and needs a few more days. Just wait a bit longer."
That doctor was an internationally renowned hypnotherapist. The number of patients wanting to see him each day was countless.
Normally, you needed an appointment to see that doctor. Through Francis's connections, Sophia had convinced him to make an exception and come see Finnley early.
"It's fine. It's not some urgent illness."
Like Sophia, Finnley didn't care much about this matter either.
After all, memories were just intangible things. And even if the old memories were gone, they could create new ones.
This could be another kind of romance.
Besides... Elijah probably never imagined that even after forgetting Sophia, he would still fall in love with her.
The way Sophia and Finnley got along hadn't changed much from two years ago. If there was any change, it was probably that they were more affectionate than before.
Now that Alaric was managing the White Group, Finnley had rare free time and wanted to stick with Sophia every day.
In contrast, Elijah was having a rough time. First Finnley betrayed him, then the two groups of people he sent out were both caught.
Now even the NSA was involved, and the nature of the matter had completely changed.
After that incident two years ago, their operations in the country had already been restricted. Now it was even harder to move.
Fortunately, they had been expanding their influence abroad over the past two years.
Moreover, he still had some leverage. Even if he couldn't bring down Sophia and Finnley, he could still cause them some trouble.
Just then, Elijah received a phone call.
Seeing the caller ID on his phone, Elijah laughed mockingly.
The bait had come to him.
"Hello? Mrs. White? How did things go?"
At the Martinez Villa, Amelia was hiding in her room, looking panicked and anxious. "Elijah, I've already told him what you asked me to say. What should I do next?"
"You did very well." Elijah praised her.
Amelia's nerves had been on edge. Hearing Elijah say this, she felt a bit relieved.
She asked urgently: "Elijah, when will you tell me about Yueming's whereabouts? Please, let me see him."
Elijah's face immediately darkened, and he scolded harshly: "What's the rush? Now is not the time. Do what you're supposed to do, and I'll naturally let you see him."
Amelia was startled by his cold tone and didn't dare to breathe.
"I—I won't ask anymore. Please don't hurt him, please..."
Elijah softened his expression and denied it with a light laugh: "Mrs. White, you're joking. How could I possibly hurt Mr. White? I'm protecting Mr. White."
"Have you forgotten what I told you before? Who's really to blame for Magnus's current situation?"
"Benjamin—it's Benjamin's fault!"
Amelia suddenly sat up from the bed, roaring hysterically. Her well-maintained face showed a twisted, terrifying expression.
Hearing this, Elijah showed a satisfied smile and coaxed her: "That's right. All your suffering was brought to you by Benjamin. You were kicked out of the White family because of Sophia."
Benjamin, Sophia...
Amelia kept repeating these two names, her heart filled with towering hatred, her hand gripping her dress so tightly her knuckles turned white.
Elijah chuckled and encouraged: "Yes, only by making them pay a heavy price will you truly be free."
Amelia seemed possessed, following Elijah's instructions.
After hanging up, Elijah's expression instantly darkened, dropping all pretense.
Amelia's mind had been traumatized. They had simply hypnotized her when her consciousness was at its weakest.
When Amelia woke up again, she had become an obedient dog, at his command.
Benjamin probably never imagined that from the moment he was born, they had controlled his fate.
All his current struggles were just the desperate fight of a cornered beast.
Soon Elijah would make him understand that no matter how hard he tried, he ultimately couldn't escape their grasp.
To the GeneCipher Society, he was nothing more than an ant that could be crushed underfoot at any time.
Amelia felt like something in her mind was clamoring to break out, desperately tearing at her nerves.
In the end, she even lost the ability to think for herself.
Only one thought remained in her mind: Make Benjamin and Sophia pay the price!