Chapter 1492


    As the hammering sounds pierced the silence, Maja bolted upright in her bed.


    A section of the wall was being chiseled away, and before she knew it, a door-sized gap had been


    created. Workers busied themselves fitting an actual door in the opening.


    Through this new doorway, Maja caught a glimpse of the adjacent space.


    It was like aboratory, cluttered with jars and bottles of all sorts.


    And there stood Patrick, d in a whiteb coat with safety goggles perched on his nose, the very


    image of a rogue schr.


    Once the workers had cleared out, Maja approached cautiously, watching him warily.


    "Are you Patrick, or are you Eric?"


    Eric was a prodigy in pharmacology, who conducted experiments with the leading minds at the institute


    when he was just a teenager. But Patrick was merely a secondary personality, a persona without the


    knowledge of drug formtion.


    Unless.


    He had somehow regained all of Eric’s memories.


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    But was that even possible?


    If Patrick was just a secondary personality, then Eric should be the dominant one.


    There was no reason for Patrick to overpower Eric and take over the body.


    Patrick ignored her, fixated on the test tube in his hand.


    Maja stepped closer, watching him weigh and mix several substances together. She was now sure that


    Patrick had indeed essed Eric''s memories.


    "Do you have all of his memories, or just parts of them?"


    As soon as the words left her mouth, Patrick crushed the test tube in his hand.


    "Do you need me to silence you with poison to keep you quiet?"


    Emma took a step back, but in the next second, Patrick’s hand was mping her chin.


    "Maja, here, you y by my rules. You do what I say. If you make me unhappy, I assure you..."


    His gaze roamed over her as he spoke.


    "I''ll make sure you''re just as unhappy."


    Maja felt she was vited by his stare, and a wave of revulsion washed over her.


    Patrick tightened his grip, "Waiting for Ian to rescue you? Forget it. I’ll make sure he''s stuck on


    Forbidden Ind forever."


    Maja struggled, hearing him add another threat.


    "I''ll let you roam free in this room for now, but if you disobey, I''ll have you tied to that bed."


    Maja fell silent; her instincts were screaming that this version of Patrick was not to be trifled with.


    Releasing her chin, Patrick swiftly concocted a new form.


    Maja sat beside him, feeling his gaze on her stomach. She fought the impulse to run but was caught by


    Patrick''s grasp.


    "Swallow this, and whatever''s inside you will be gone."


    "Get away from me!"


    She fought him, mping her mouth shut.


    But Patrick easily pried her jaw open.


    A sharp pain hit her, and she red at him with both fear and disgust.


    Patrick smirked as he forced the substance down her throat.


    She pushed him away and bolted for the bathroom, frantically trying to induce vomiting.


    Patrick stood by the door, with an indifferent tone he said,


    "Just a drop, and the child won''t make it."


    "Patrick!"


    With a burst of adrenaline, she flung a bottle of shampoo at him, striking him on the head.


    It didn''t hurt, but the insult was clear.


    Patrick touched his head, and gave out a coldugh.


    "Hope you''ve still got that energy to talk to meter."


    Maja paled, and touched her belly with her trembling hands. Co?tent of Drаmа?ovels.cоm


    Patrick turned casually, and returned to his experiments.


    Maja followed, her voice hoarse with desperation.


    "Please, don''t hurt the child."


    "Patrick, what do you want? What do I need to do for you to spare my child?"