She then jotted down the address, wrote it on a piece of paper, and hung up the phone.
Looking at the address on this note, Jessie's hand was trembling.
How could she not tremble?
How could she do it without any ripples inside?
After all, this note was the key to her forgetting about George.
Thinking, Jessie gripped the note tightly and her eyes closed, pathos and relief flowing around her.
George, I'm letting you off the hook, and I'm letting myself off the hook.
For more than ten years, she had loved him to the point of losing herself, loved him without dignity, loved him to the point of insanity.
He felt disgusted, and how could she not feel pain inside?
But she could not get out of this relationship, she's caught herself in this net and can't break free.
So she was actually trying to escape, she just couldn't find a way.
And now, she could only use this most extreme method to break free from this emotional yoke and spare herself and him.
So George, I don't love you anymore.
"George, I don't want to love you anymore." Jessie opened her eyes.
Then the next day, on the pretext of going out for a break, she walked into the hypnosis clinic she had contacted yesterday, alone.
By the time she came out of it, her whole aura had changed drastically, becoming completely different from before.
When she entered, her face was full of sorrow, and her breath was heavy and sad around her.
And now when she came out, she had a smile on her face and an aura around her that became bright and lively.
If Jessie before going in was a person who had been hurt by feelings and lived without a bit of self, as if she had lost her soul.
The current Jessie, on the other hand, was someone who had never experienced emotional pain and had clear eyes.
All in all, if the current Jessie stood in front of Jessie's father and mother, Jessie's father and mother would not believe that this was their daughter.
Sure enough, when Jessie came home, they saw their daughter with a smile on her face, as if she had never experienced a setback before, and both froze.
"What's going on here?" Jessie's mother took the spatula and looked at Jessie's father in surprise.
Jessie's father looked at Jessie and shook his head, "I don't know."
"Strange, how has Jessie become like this? Becoming so cheerful? It's like when she was a child." Jessie's mother murmured.
Jessie's father nodded, "I think so too."
"It's not normal, it's definitely not normal." Jessie's mother's expression froze up, "Yesterday's Jessie was still in low spirits, how could it be that today it's as if nothing has happened, so in here, there must be a situation."
The way Jessie had just come back and greeted them with a smile was very eerie and made the couple feel very wrong.
Ever since Jessie was a teenager, she wouldn't greet them in the same way as a child.
But the way Jessie just greeted him was exactly the same as it was a decade ago.
Didn't that make it clear that something was wrong?
"How about we ask her?" Jessie's father suggested.
Jessie's mother nodded, "We must ask her, not to find out what happened to Jessie resulting in such a big change, I will never be at ease."
"Then you go." Jessie's father pushed her.
Jessie's mother gave him a blank look, "Fine."
When she finished, she handed him the spatula, "Here, you go and cook."
"Okay, hurry up." Jessie's father took the spatula and urged.
Jessie's mother took off the apron she was wearing and tossed it to him as well, then only then did she walk towards Jessie's room.
When she reached the door, Jessie's mother raised her hand and was about to knock when she suddenly heard the sound of singing coming from the door.
Jessie's mother was startled, it was Jessie's voice.
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