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Chapter 1991 There is a problem

Before Jessica could answer, she suddenly realized the glass of water she had just drunk, and asked in surprise: "There is something wrong with the glass of water you gave me!"

Jessica smiled slightly, walked slowly to Mrs. Woodson, stretched out her hand to gently stroke her hair, and whispered in her ear: "Mrs. Woodson, you don't have to be afraid. This glass of water has only added a little calming agent, which is not harmful to the body..." "You..." Mrs. Woodson wanted to say something else. Jessica shrewd gently in her ear, comforting in a gentle tone: "First calm down, imagine that you are walking by the sea, the sound of waves and the faint sound of seagulls..." Accompanied by Jessica's voice, Mrs. Woodson's rapid breathing has indeed calmed down a lot. She smiled and said: "You are basking in the sun by the sea, feeling comfortable, and I can't help but want to close your eyes..." When Jessica said this, she gently stretched out her hand to touch Mrs. Woodson's eyes. Sure enough, Mrs. Woodson slowly closed her eyes with her voice.

Seeing her calm down and entering what she said, Jessica then curled her lips slightly, let go of her hands, and continued to whisper: "You feel the sea breeze blowing, gently brushing your neck, as if it's like the hands of a lover..." A smile slowly appeared on Mrs. Woodson's face, and the smile also made her usual proud face a little softer.

Jessica raised her eyebrows, lowered her voice and continued, "At this time, someone gave you a glass of red wine. You happily took a sip, and then he invited you to dance. You were drinking red wine on the beach while dancing romantically, from morning to sunset. You felt that he was the most romantic man in your life, satisfying all your thirst..." Under Jessica's description, the smile on Mrs. Woodson's face became sweeter and sweeter, and even a faint blush appeared, as if she really recalled the situation of a private meeting with her lover! "Tell me, what else did he do besides dancing with you?"

Jessica asked in a low voice.

"We kissed, we said a lot of love words, we went on a date quietly... Later, I took him back to the house, the cold home, which became very warm because of his company..." Mrs. Woodson said this with her eyes closed, sighed softly, and continued to say sweetly: "In order to make me happy, he even covered me with red roses at home. We lay on the floor and rubbed my ears. He said, I am his favorite..." "What is his name?"

Jessica continued to ask again.

"His name is Rioer. He is a romantic and handsome young man. He accompanied me to listen to concerts and to the art exhibition. He has blue melancholy eyes and beautiful blonde hair, as handsome as a Greek god in an oil painting..." "Where is his surname?"

Jessica asked with a frown.

Mrs. Woodson shook her head, immersed in her memories, and replied with a smile: "I don't know, I will only call him my Riyol..." "So where did he go later, why are you separated?"

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything else, Jessica could only adjust her statement and asked again.

"He...he went to heaven..." Mrs. Woodson said this, the sweet smile on her face gradually disappeared, and her body began to tremble slightly.

"He died in front of me, blood flowing in his chest, he left me... he left me like this, never awakening..." Mrs. Woodson's tears flowed down her cheeks, and this sad feeling was not fake.

Jessica was secretly surprised. It turned out that Mrs. Woodson's lover was actually dead. I had never heard Feng Xun mention this matter! "Who killed Rioer?

Why did he die before you?”

"Because we were caught on a date... none of us expected that he would come back early, and with anger, he pulled the trigger on Rioer when he saw the entanglement between Rioer and me. Rioer was killed by him..." Jessica heard Mrs. Woodson's answer and guessed something. She couldn't help but get excited, pressed her shoulder and asked, "Who is he?

Is he your husband, Feng Xun's father?

Tell me, was it your husband, Feng Xun's father, and the head of the Feng family at that time who killed your lover?”

"It's him..." Mrs. Woodson answered without hesitation this time, and there was a little resentment in her voice: "He never cared about what I did. He didn't care about what I had to find a lover. Why did he insist on killing Rioer? He was angry at that time like a devil... He wanted to kill me..." Mrs. Woodson's voice became more and more excited, and her palms began to sweat, and her shoulders kept trembling.

Seeing this, Jessica quickly patted her shoulder lightly, smiled and comforted, "Let go, he is your husband, he will not kill you, you and your son Feng Xun..." "He is crazy..." Mrs. Woodson shook her head and whispered, "Fortunately, Feng Xun stopped him... Feng Xun stopped him..." A dark light flashed in Jessica's eyes, it was indeed Feng Xun! "So Feng Xun was also asking you to keep your mouth shut and put down this grudge, right?"

Mrs. Woodson responded softly and replied vaguely: "I did not expose this matter to the public for my son's sake... I would not put aside this grudge, but I agreed to Feng Xun... pretended that this thing had never happened... He was a madman... My husband was a madman..." Mrs. Woodson began to repeat the sentence "Husband is a madman", and Jessica didn't care. She had already learned the information she should have! Although she had always been Feng

Xun's psychological counselor never got the truth about Feng Xun's death. Now that she has hypnotized Mrs. Woodson, she knows that it is this truth. In order to cover up the scandal of his father and mother, Feng Xun spared no effort to create a fake death escape! Jessica's lips curled up a sneer, and seeing that the hypnosis had reached its effect, she let the farmer come in, loosen her ties, snapped her fingers, and said in Mrs. Woodson's ear: "Okay, it's time for you to wake up!"

Mrs. Woodson then suddenly opened her eyes, her head was still a little dizzy. She didn't know what was going on for a moment, so she could only rub her temples and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"Mrs. Woodson, you were tired just now. Have a nap. Go back to your room and take a shower and rest!"

Jessica smiled and advised her, not mentioning hypnosis at all.
Chapter completed!
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