It turned out Devin was the mastermind behind the staged accident. It was one of his many attempts to verify his seemingly absurd hypothesis.
As absurd as it might sound, he knew it was time for him to stop denying the truth. He started shivering against his will due to the vast amount of information he had to process in split seconds.
His eyes started brimming with tears when he thought God had been merciful and granted him another chance to atone for his sin.
As torrents of grief streamed down Devin’s cheeks, he looked elsewhere to avoid Sasha’s gaze.
Sasha, who couldn’t take it any longer, raised her volume and asked, “Mr. Jadeson, what are you doing? Is everything–”
“I’m fine! It must be the dust sneaking its way into my eyes again! Hold on a second! I’ll return to adjust the suitcase immediately!” Shortly after he made himself clear, he rushed out of the room.
Is something wrong with him? Isn’t he aware I’m still trying to stop these suitcases from falling? Why the hell has he left me alone when he’s the one behind the mess?
Sasha was slightly angry, but Devin returned with his hair and shoulders completely drenched when she was about to do something about it.
Has the man rushed downstairs to get himself a stick just for the suitcases? Is that the reason he’s completely drenched in sweat?
A few minutes later, they put the suitcases aside and had everything sorted out.
Seconds after Devin regained his composure, he looked at Sasha in the eyes and expressed his apology, “I’m so sorry for the mess, Dr. West! Are you okay?”
Sasha shook her head, indicating she was fine when it was not a big deal.
When she thought they had been away for quite a long time, she had no intention to waste her time with him anymore.
She asked, “What about the thing you wish to hand over to me, Mr. Jadeson? Is it in the room?”
“Y-Yes!” Devin finally snapped out of confusion and retrieved an album from the wardrobe behind him.
Confused, Sasha asked, “What is this?”
Staring at the album he had with him, he asked in a serious tone, “It’s an album with our photos over the years. Hasn’t Dr. Wallen sent you here on his behalf to help Sebastian regain his memories? Don’t you think this album is going to be of help?”
Sasha was thrilled because the album would definitely be of great aid to a multiple personality disorder patient. The album might trigger the memories Sebastian had with others back in the day.
This album is the best thing I can ever ask for!
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