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Although it was a threat, Jas was afraid that this woman would be scared by him. He would bring slightly lower himself into the dust for the woman.

He couldn't explain what was going on.

Jessica's fingers in the quilt clasped the sheet, and she finally spoke, "I want to go out."

She did want to go. Where did she want to go?

Was she going to et Jamie?

Jas was nervous and subconsciously roared out, "No!"

Jessica suddenly opened her eyes and hid herself into the quilt. Knowing that he would not let her out, Jessica accepted the fact.

Seeing that the woman was frightened and sowhat annoyed, Jas tried to ask her softly, "Where do you want to go?"

Jessica didn't look at him and said without emotion, "I want to find Erin."

She was going to go to Erin to get her brother's bracelet, which was the only thing left by her brother and was very important to her.

She must have it.

"Erin?" Jas was surprised that he did not expect the two won to know each other.

"Do you know her? Can you take to see her?" Jessica sat up from the bed and grabbed his arm.

Jas had just wiped her face with a towel. When he was caught by her, he was still holding the towel in the air.

Jessica realized that she seed to grasp the man's hand and quickly took her hands back. Her face and even her neck blushed.

Jas looked down at her neck and felt like he was going crazy.

"Well, I'll take you," Jas promised her.

Jessica didn't react for a while. Unexpectedly, this man promised her.

Did that an she could see Erin and get her brother's bracelet back?

She smiled happily. The man was looking at her, so she stopped smiling and bowed her head down.

When Jas saw her smile, he knew that he had made the right decision.

He continued to wash her face.

In addition to Jamie, Jas was the second man to wash her face. Because he promised to take her to Erin, Jessica beca particularly cooperative.

"Mada."

A man's voice burst into her ear, and she looked up in amazent, "You..."

"What's the matter?" Jas paused.

"What did you call ?"

"What did I call you?"

"You called Mada."

Jas smiled in a low voice and said, "This is a good idea."

The answer ant that he didn't call her just now? But she heard a voice exactly like his.

Maybe there was a hallucination. She was just the sex slave he bought. Although she was not sure of his identity, his wear, plus the watch on his wrist, indicated that he was not an ordinary person. How could he call her Madam?

Jessica was shy in her rude manner, and she felt a warm blush rise to her cheeks.

She seed to turn shy easily. Her neck and her collarbone were covered with the beautiful and sexy blushes.

He couldn't help tearing her clothes apart, wanting to see more.

Jessica did not speak again and bowed her head. From the mont the man promised to take her to see Erin, he was not so annoying any longer.

A bodyguard knocked at the door and saw Mr. Arlington was wiping a woman's face with a towel. He thought that he was in the wrong room and mistaken the wrong person.

Mr. Arlington had resolved the diplomatic crisis with neighboring countries and sent troops to repel the invasion. People gossiped that Mr. Arlington would be the most likely to beco a successor to the president.

Such a man was wiping the face for a woman carefully.

The bodyguard felt the look of Mr. Arlington and hurriedly lowered his head, "Mr. Arlington, Dr. Anderson was here."

Jas did not stop and said, "We can start at any ti."

Dr. Anderson was an internationally renowned authority in psychology, specializing in hypnotherapy. That's why Jas invited him this ti.

Jas was going to use hypnosis to wake up so of his mories and Jessica's.

Jessica did not realize that she was going to be treated as well, and she was embarrassed in front of outsiders. She turned her head around, but Jas patiently held her face back.

"Dr. Anderson is a psychiatrist. I'll ask him to have an examination for you."

Jessica hurriedly shook her head. She was afraid of doctors. In her opinion, a psychiatrist would ask her many questions that could not be answered every ti, so she had a fear of the psychiatrist for a long ti.

"I don't want it." Jessica shook her head and wanted to retract into the quilt.

Jas rubbed her head, "I'm with you. I'm sick too. Let's see a doctor together."

Jessica showed a pair of her eyes, staring at Jas to determine whether he was lying to her.

The bodyguard turned back, "Mr. Arlington, Dr. Anderson said he is ready to start at any ti."

Jas opened the quilt of Jessica and held her up. There was no room for discussion.

"I'm not going." Jessica protested, but it was useless.

Jas walked to the dical room quickly.

To get their mories back, they needed to use so high-end equipnt, so they went to the dical room.

Dr. Anderson was about 1.75 ters high, and he was ordinary. There was a pair of gold-rimd glasses on his nose. When he saw Jas co in, he greeted him, "Mr. Arlington."

Jas put Jessica on a dark brown leather recliner, "Examine her first."

Dr. Anderson was humble in front of Jas though he had a high reputation in the field of psychology.

He carefully went to the chair next to the woman, sat down, and began to ask, "May I have your na?"

Although Jessica was not happy, she said her na.

After so questions, Dr. Anderson recorded them all.

Then he took out a watch with a long gold chain from his pocket and swung it in front of Jessica to hypnotize her.

Dr. Anderson asked Jas Moore to sit on the lounge chair next to Jessica. Jas looked at Jessica for a long ti. She frowned slightly, and her mouth closed as if she had a bad dream. Jas saw Jessica shook her head, and the tip of his nose was sweating finely.

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