Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 266

But every time she was just inches away from capturing those tones, her head would begin to throb with a dull ache...

Smack, the photo album fell to the floor.

Unable to bear it, she curled in on herself, letting out a pained whimper.

She had no idea what was happening to her. Her entire being felt disoriented, as though she had been violently shoved underwater and then yanked back up—utterly suffocating!

Seeing this, Dominic's heart leaped into his throat. He immediately stepped forward, grabbing her arm to support her and letting her lean against his shoulder. He asked gently, "Clara, what's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

Hearing his voice, Clara's eyelashes fluttered as she slipped back into a daze. She felt that this voice was incredibly similar to the one that had just echoed in her mind.

But how could that be possible?

Clara kept her eyes closed to gather herself, feeling utterly ridiculous. Massaging her temples, she pulled back from his embrace and stood straight.

"I think my blood sugar dropped. My head hurts and I feel dizzy..."

She figured the intense emotional rollercoaster of the past few days, coupled with a lack of sleep and proper meals, had caused her blood sugar to plummet, leading to hallucinations.

In truth, something similar had happened before. Last year, after finishing a massive project, she had gone on a company retreat to Bali. Looking out at the sapphire waters, she had experienced the exact same type of hallucination.

Though that time had been milder—it only took her a few seconds to recover. This time, it took much longer.

She realized she had truly exhausted too much mental energy lately. Once the competition was over, she absolutely had to take a proper break!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jarrett. How embarrassing."

Clara took a step back.

A flash of disappointment crossed Dominic's face. He instinctively reached out to grab her, only to awkwardly pull his hand back, letting it fall to his side in a loose fist.

He knew exactly why she had reacted that way—she had been triggered by seeing something familiar, not because of some supposed drop in blood sugar.

The doctor had told him that these reactions were a good sign. It meant she hadn't completely forgotten her past, and her subconscious attachment remained profound. As long as they persisted, she would eventually remember everything.

Yes, persistence.

That single word was what kept Dominic going.

Dominic slowly relaxed his hands. Smiling warmly, he told Clara, "It's fine. Go home, get some rest, and take good care of yourself."

Clara smiled and nodded. "I will. You too, Mr. Jarrett."

Then, remembering something, she hurriedly bent down to pick up the album from the floor, saying sheepishly, "About this photo album..."

Dominic's gaze darkened slightly. "Keep it. I think this album is meant for you. Whenever you have time, flip through it. Who knows, it might just bring you some inspiration."

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