Watching George go from shock at first, to self-doubt, to calm.
Ivan then understood that he seemed to have figured it out.
"It seems that you've made it clear that you indeed don't love Violet, huh?" Ivan looked at him.
George lifted his head and met him with a gloomy gaze, "Even if I don't love Violet, I can't love anyone else, you just said that I treat Violet as a stand-in for the one I really love, this statement is simply ridiculous, then tell me, who is the one I really love?"
"Are you sure you want to know?" The corner of Ivan's mouth curled up playfully.
George's heart tightened up, but his face remained calm, "I always need to know what kind of heavenly beauty you've arranged for me that you think I'll fall in love with."
Ivan seemed to be in a good mood and suddenly burst out laughing.
George's brow furrowed, "What are you laughing at?"
"It's nothing, I'm just laughing at the fact that you're still not willing to face your heart honestly at this point in time, so be it, since you want to know, then I'll tell you that the person you really love is Jessie." Ivan crossed his legs and said.
George's face first changed, and then he laughed out sarcastically, "You said I love Jessie? Ivan, you have to have a limit, you can name a woman similar to Violet, why Jessie? Heh, ridiculous!"
He loved Jessie?
That was simply not possible.
Who would fall in love with the daughter of the man who killed his parents!
Ivan listened to George's words, his expression hung with an evil smile as always, "I'm not joking, what I said is the truth, you did love Jessie, even you loved her from the beginning. I checked the things between you and Jessie, Jessie fell in love with you when you were in your teens, while you fell in love with Jessie even earlier, you were three years older than Jessie, when you were in adolescence, you had a crush on Jessie, you just didn't realize it at that time, and when your parents died later, you suddenly became hateful towards Jessie, but actually, it wasn't really hateful."
"What do you mean?" George's eyes looked at him like a knife.
Ivan laughed, "My meaning is well understood, I'm saying that you never hate Jessie, you just couldn't accept that her parents accidentally exposed your parents' whereabouts and caused your parents' death, so you took this blame for her parents and deliberately misinterpreted it as hatred for the Robinson family, but in fact, you don't really hate the Robinson family either, but anyhow, your parents' death did have something to do with the Robinson family, and you don't hate it, but there is a certain degree of resentment towards them and why they had to go after your parents at that time."
"But you knew that if they didn't go to your parents at that time and send supplies to your parents, your parents would also risk going out and being discovered by the organization's people because of the lack of supplies, which means that whether the Robinson family went to your parents or not, your parents would also be dead, only you couldn't accept such an outcome, so you subconsciously attributed everything to the Robinson family's fault, and you yourself couldn't accept it because you were moved by Jessie, so you also subconsciously thought that your concern for Jessie wasn't because you were moved, but because you hated her, and then you were gradually hypnotized by yourself, thinking that you just really hated Jessie."
"Don't you talk nonsense, this is impossible!" As if greatly stimulated, George fiercely grabbed Ivan's collar, his face fierce and terrifying.
The driver of the car saw this, stopped the car and was about to pull out his gun.
Ivan raised his hand, stopping the driver's movement.
What was wrong with admitting that he loved Jessie?
What was the point of admitting that he didn’t hate the Robinson family?
In the end, it was just about cowardice.
"Impossible!" George was still denying Ivan's words, his fists were squeezed too tightly, causing his arms to tremble lightly, "These are all lies, Ivan, what you said is all lies, you need to stop provoking me with these words, do you think I'll believe them? I'm telling you, I won't believe a word of it!"
Ivan chirped, "Believe or not, it's your business, I'm just telling you the truth, but if you want to go on deceiving yourself so much, I hope you won't regret it later."
"Regret?" George narrowed his eyes with a gloomy expression, "I never deceive myself, so I'm even less likely to regret it."
"Whatever." Ivan shrugged his shoulders a bit, then changed the subject, "Right, for the patient's surgery, have you thought of a suitable surgical plan yet? That patient is a bit old and has a bad system, other doctors wouldn't dare to perform this craniotomy, if it wasn't for your high medical skills, I wouldn't have taken such a big risk and called you over from the country, by this time Stanley would definitely know that you've left J City and might even check the purpose of your visit to M Country."
"What? You're afraid?" George gave him an indifferent glance in the aftermath, "Also, with what you've done, Stanley hates you, once he catches you, you'll only die."
"Heh, then let him catch me." The corners of Ivan's lips curled up coolly.
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