When Alex opened his eyes in the morning, the woman beside him was already gone.
Alex stretched his arm. The warm blankets were empty, but the lingering scent and warmth of Mrs. Sumr still remained, a intoxicating floral perfu.
Alex simply rolled over, sniffing the rich fragrance on the pillow, and narrowed his eyes.
It was Monday, ti to go to school, but he felt lazy and reluctant to get out of bed.
"Click—"
"Alex, it's ti to get up," Mrs. Sumr, wrapped in an apron, stood by the doorway. "Aren't you supposed to go to school today?"
"Mmm... let sleep a bit more," Alex smacked his lips, not opening his eyes.
"You'll be late if you sleep any longer."
"If I'm late, I'm late. Hmm. I'm not going to school today. Please call in sick for , Sumr—"
"......"
Hearing this, Mrs. Sumr sighed helplessly and walked closer, gazing at Alex's sleeping face. "Honestly, you're like a child..."
He looked completely different when he was sleeping, just like a normal boy. Thinking this, she playfully pinched Alex's nose. "How can you not go to school? Co on, breakfast is ready. I made it extra hearty."
"Waaah—"
Alex woke up gasping for air and opened his eyes to see Mrs. Sumr already standing by the door, covering her mouth and chuckling. "Hurry and wash up, then co eat breakfast."
"......"
Alex had spent the entire weekend at the Sumr house with Mrs. Sumr and hadn't left. Whether the wife had resigned herself to the situation or had completely submitted, she was no longer resisting Alex.
It was almost like they had returned to the period when she was first under his hypnotic control.
Whether it was during their erotic ti in bed or in the mundane monts of daily life, she was proactive toward Alex, as if she had decided to give her body and mind to him entirely. Alex could sense this through the control mark.
She was no longer repulsed by him.
To be honest, even Alex hadn't expected this. He had thought Elara would quickly co to terms with reality, while the wife would remain resistant. Reality was the opposite: Elara was the one avoiding him.
Alex got out of bed and looked around the bedroom. The frad photo that used to be on the bedside table was gone, and the wedding photo that was once hung on the wall had also vanished.
Did Sumr take them down?
Even when she was hypnotized, these items hadn't been moved, and Alex hadn't cared. But now they were gone... If the room had previously felt like a shared space between Mrs. Sumr and her husband, now—
This bedroom felt more like the sleeping quarters for just him and Mrs. Sumr.
This perhaps signaled the profound shift in the wife's psychological state. Alex's lips curved upward. It didn't feel bad at all.
He washed up and went downstairs.
"Has Elara already left for school? I feel like she's been avoiding these last two days."
Alex sat at the table eating the rice dish Mrs. Sumr had prepared, asking the question.
"You woke up too late, Alex," Mrs. Sumr replied with a gentle smile, like a true Yamato Nadeshiko. She knew her daughter still carried emotional turmoil but didn't elaborate. "Elara got up very early today."
"......I'm leaving then."
"Wait," Mrs. Sumr followed Alex all the way to the entryway, calling out to the boy holding his schoolbag and preparing to step out. She stepped forward to adjust the buttons on his collar. "The buttons need to be fastened... There."
"You truly are a Yamato Nadeshiko, Sumr," Alex teased, which earned him a playful glare from the woman.
"Be careful on your way~"
After seeing Alex out, Mrs. Sumr watched his retreating back and let out a soft sigh. She couldn't believe she had beco this way... Regardless, Alex's appearance had completely and fundantally changed her unchanging life.
"I just don't know what Elara is thinking... Sigh."
"Sumr..."
Just as Mrs. Sumr was about to return inside, a hoarse voice made her freeze. She turned around and saw a familiar face standing at the gate of the yard. His face was fatigued, and the bloodshot eyes made him look much older.
"You..."
It was her husband. Mrs. Sumr wasn't surprised to see him. "I see. You've recovered too."
It wasn't just her and her daughter who had been hypnotized; her husband had been too. Now that the hypnotic effect on him had worn off, Mr. Sumr imdiately realized what he had done.
Judging by his haggard appearance, he had clearly suffered a great deal ntally.
"Why didn't you answer my calls?" On Saturday night, the call he made was instantly rejected by Mrs. Sumr. And not just that one ti—he called again on Sunday, but none of the calls went through.
This amplified his pain. "And yesterday! I called you yesterday, too! Sumr, why won't you answer my calls!!"
"......"
"Are you still with that person? What did you two do yesterday... Now that you've returned to normal, you must know what he did to us. Why are you still with him—"
The thought of his wife being with that man filled him with intense rage.
"If that's the case, why didn't you co ho yesterday?" Sumr asked calmly.
"Wh... what?"
The frantic shouting stopped abruptly, and the man froze.
"You must have returned a long ti ago, haven't you? Since you called, why didn't you just co back? Why weren't you here for the whole day yesterday?"
"I, this..."
He was stunned into silence.
"You were afraid of him. You didn't even dare to co out this morning and had to wait specifically for Alex to leave before showing yourself to ," Mrs. Sumr said without emotion. "Isn't that true?"
He couldn't find a single word in reply.
She was right. After recovering, he rushed straight back, but Alex had been in the house the entire ti, making him afraid to step inside. He stayed outside for two nights and only dared to show up after Alex left.
He was terrified and fearful of that person's thods.
"I don't bla you. After all, Alex truly possesses... a frightening power," Mrs. Sumr said softly. "But since you didn't dare to co ho, don't question about things like this."
The man was startled, then fell silent. "I'm sorry... Sumr, it was my fault. But that person is gone now. Let's run. Let's go sowhere he can't find us. Sumr, let's leave this place together!"
"Is that why you ca to find ?" Mrs. Sumr shook her head, her expression cold in the face of her husband's shock. "If you had co back yesterday, if you had faced Alex regardless of the consequences, perhaps I would have left with you."
"But now... I'm sorry, I cannot go with you. Besides, there's Elara, too. I can't abandon my daughter."
The man's face instantly drained of color.
When he saw his wife hand him their wedding photo and her ring, his pallor beca ghastly. He stared at Mrs. Sumr with disbelief, his lips trembling, his body shaking.
"Sumr, you—"
"I'm sorry, I am Alex's woman now," Mrs. Sumr said, turning to walk back inside and closing the door, leaving the man standing there blankly, speechless for a long ti.
It was his own ho, but this place no longer belonged to him...
In that mont, his figure seed to stoop considerably.
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