Chapter 569


    Jonas furrowed his brow, shutting his eyes to the world as the vivid image of her radiant face and the gaze that had etched itself


    into his very marrow haunted him. "Jonas, please, no. | can''t forget you! Don''t make me forget. Don''t erase our child from my


    memory!"


    Those were days filled with the sweetest bliss and the sharpest of pains, where love had seeped into their bones, and heartache


    had taken residence in their souls.


    Duty had called, a mission from his superiors that he could not refuse, and he was forced to wipe her memory clean. He only


    wanted to temporarily erase her recollections of their life together, promising himself he''d return for her soon. But when he set


    foot on that familiarnd once again, her presence was nowhere to be found.


    Three years had vanished, and he had raised their child alone; she had disappeared as if wiped from existence, never to be


    seen again. If he had known that erasing her memory would result in her vanishing, he would have sacrificed everything to


    prevent it, rather than enduring a world of pain without her.


    Tomorrow, he was to be engaged to Madeline, an inescapable reality.


    Cradling the soft bundle in his arms, breathing in the scent that was so achingly hers, Jonas rested his chin on the small


    shoulder and inhaled deeply. "Max, remember, starting tomorrow, Madeline will be your mom. She''s going to love you!" For the


    first time, he spoke these words carefully to his son.


    Max, with a look that mirrored the depth of his father''s eyes, coldly shrugged off Jonas’ hand and hopped down from hisp. "I''ll


    never call her mom!


    Max marched upstairs with a nce that could curdle milk and his hands defiantly in his pockets.


    Watching the retreating figure, Jonas called out, his voiceden with sorrow, "Max!"


    The boy turned, his gaze icy. "Hmph!" The sound of the door mming echoed through the house like a thunderp.


    Jonas, frowning at the strength of his son''s spirit, climbed the stairs with a heavy heart.


    In the dead of night, Jonasy restless in his bed, sleep a stranger to him.


    Tomorrow was the day he''d bind himself to Madeline, though his heart rebelled against it. Over the years, Madeline had


    attempted to end her own life several times, despairing over his reluctance to marry her. His mentor, who had been like a second


    father to him, had begged Jonas to give his daughter a chance to live in this world.


    Three years prior, Jonas had embarked on a ssified mission, a year that turned his life upside down. That year, he met Elisea,


    a woman who would be the cornerstone of his existence.


    On the night she was betrayed and injected with a potent drug meant to leave her helpless in the hands of a ruthless man, Jonas


    caught her pleading eyes. Her silent plea was deafening: Save me!


    Without a second thought, Jonas had fought them off and brought her to safety in his room. Although he could have taken her to


    a hospital, he lost control and used his body as the antidote... resulting in her pregnancy with Max.


    Those were the happiest days of his life. She''d waddle around with her pregnant belly, preparing meals for him toe home to.


    She''d wrap her arms around him, saying, "Jonas, | love you so much. Meeting you has been the joy of my life."


    She''d iron his shirts and pants, ensuring they were crisp, saying, "Jonas, a man''s got to be healthy andfortable."


    Touching her eight-month belly, she''d muse, "Jonas, our son will be just like you, handsome and strong.”


    But Max was a blend of both his parents...


    Toplete his mission in secrecy, Jonas had to erase her memory. He promised she''d only have to wait three months before


    he''d reunite their family. After those months passed, she was gone, leaving Jonas to feel the chill of a life without her.


    Obliged by gratitude, he agreed to his mentor''s request to marry Madeline. Without Elisea, one woman was the same as another.


    He closed his eyes against the bitterness. The memories of Elisea, her every smile and word, tugged at his heartstrings


    incessantly.


    Even now, remorse for the decisions of his past gnawed at him. He regretted his haste, his naive belief that all would be well


    once the mission ended and he could bring her home. Instead, she had vanished without a trace.


    Many a night, he awoke from dreams, steeped in the bitterness of her absence. He still remembered the desperate fear in her


    eyes when he erased her memory, a look he''d never forget as long as he lived.


    Who would have thought that would be her final nce?


    Holding onto the memory of the girl


    he loved and lost, Jonas eventually


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    Overjoyed at the sight, Jonas hurried toward her. That silhouette was none other than her, the woman of his dreams!


    But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn''t close the distance. The willow remained just that, the girl absorbed with the rabbit.


    The fragrance of her perfume hung tantalizingly in the air.


    Despite his efforts, he couldn''t reach her side.


    Jonas awoke in a sweat, the dream shattering around him. Disappointment weighed heavily as he closed his eyes, chastising


    himself for waking. Why couldn''t he have simply watched her from afar in his dream?


    Suddenly, Jonas tensed in feigned slumber as a shadowy figure leaped onto his balcony and through his bedroom window,


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    She approached Jonas, confirming his identity with a calcted gaze, then swiftly drew a dagger from her side, aiming for his


    throat with lethal intent.


    The de glinted coldly in the night, poised to sever his life in a single stroke...


    Just as the woman''s knife was raised


    high, Jonas’ eyes snapped open.


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    His voice was icy as he demanded, "Who the hell are you?!"