Chapter 1Nellie sat across from Almos, the world's most famous hypnotist. Her slender face and hollow eyes, coupled with her earnest demeanor, painted the picture of someone desperate for relief."I need to forget someone," she confessed, her voice quivering and her frail shoulders echoing the tremor in her words.Almos pulled out his old pocket watch, swinging it gracefully through the air before letting it settle in front of Nellie's eyes. She watched it intently, waiting for Almos to weave his hypnotic spell."Do you have any unfinished business?" Almos inquired gently.Nellie shook her head, a silent admission that she was ready to let go of everything.Almos sensed the depth of her despair. Why else would she choose such a drastic way to disconnect from her past unless her heart was utterly broken?"Where should I take you once we're done here?" Almos asked, shifting his approach.As a hypnotist with a global reputation, Almos had guided countless clients through the labyrinth of their minds, helping them recover or erase memories. Those who left his office often felt reborn.But Nellie, she wanted all her memories wiped clean.After the session, she might be nothing more than a blank canvas. It was crucial to have a plan in place so that she wouldn't be left without support.Looking troubled, Nellie finally handed Almos a slip of paper with a phone number."This is my husband's number. Please take me back to him," she said, her eyes welling up, her voice dropping to a whisper. "If he doesn’t want me, could you please leave me at Rainbow Bridge?"Almos nodded, understanding the weight of her request. He was committed to fulfilling his clients' wishes."Alright, let's get started," he said.As the pocket watch swung back and forth, a haunting melody played softly in Nellie's ears. Her mind began to replay scenes from her past.She remembered the chaos of her parents' divorce. Her parents fought over custody of her sister, leaving Nellie huddled in the corner, crying and begging them not to leave her behind. She promised to be good, to study hard, to be everything they wanted.In the end, her father won and took her sister away.Left with her mother, Nellie endured daily scoldings and abuse, branded as a burden that had ruined her mother's life. Yet, she persevered, defying the odds to become an outstanding university student.Then, the scene shifted.At 19, she met Cameron. He was a beacon of hope in her dark life, financed her education, taught her new languages, transformed her into a refined young woman, and eventually proposed to her.She believed Cameron was the destined one. Grateful and in love, she became his devoted wife.But three months ago, everything changed. Cameron demanded she donate a kidney to her critically ill sister. Terrified and unwilling, Nellie found herself trapped when Cameron held her chin and said, "Nel, do you know why I married you? I gave you wealth and status in exchange for your kidney."Nellie wasn't naïve; her face turned ashen with disbelief. Trembling, she asked, "Cameron, did you ever love me?"Cameron replied honestly, "Nel, I once loved your sister deeply. But I promise, if you save her, our marriage will last forever. As long as your sister lives, I won't have any regrets in this life."Nellie had never realized that Cameron's deep affection wasn't hers to claim. She just loved him too much and leaned on him too heavily. After all, he was the first guy to ever show her such kindness.Nellie couldn't bear the thought of losing Cameron, so she made the ultimate sacrifice to protect their fragile marriage—she gave him one of her kidneys. The surgery was a success.Barely hanging on, Nellie lay on her hospital bed, listening to the sounds of Cameron and her father celebrating in her sister's room. Misery washed over her, tears silently streaming down her cheeks.She had just gone through surgery, yet her dad and husband, the two men closest to her, seemed indifferent to her plight. All they seemed to care about was her sister Greta, who was prettier and smarter than her.Why bother with love if this is what it leads to?From that moment on, Nellie felt hollow, her future now a blank canvas drained of color. While Cameron was busy helping Greta recover, Nellie secretly reached out to a world-renowned hypnotist, diving headfirst into the most successful hypnosis session ever.When it was over, Almos was amazed. Nellie's once dull eyes now sparkled, her sorrowful expression replaced with a charming, cute look.Almos picked up the phone number Nellie had scribbled down earlier and shot Cameron a text: [Your wife’s been with me for three days. Come get her.]Cameron was at Greta's bedside when he got the message, relieved she had pulled through. His assistant, Matt, walked in with his phone, saying, "Sir, you’ve got a message."Annoyed at the interruption, Cameron glanced at the screen with a cool indifference. His eyes narrowed, and he let out a scoff.Seriously, are scammers this dumb these days? Nellie was supposed to be knocked out in her hospital room, recovering. How could she possibly be off and get involved in some scam?However, Cameron felt a strange restlessness. He abruptly stood up and headed to Nellie's room to check.When he pushed open the door, his heart dropped. The room was empty. The bed was neatly made. It almost looked like a farewell scene.Could the message have been real?A chill settled in Cameron's gaze, and his fists clenched, anger simmering beneath the surface. "Nel, could you be any more reckless?"She was skipping out on recovery to run into a scammer—only Nellie would be that naive.Cameron had his assistant track down the scammer’s phone location. Luckily, the scammer wasn’t too bright, and finding the address was a breeze. Armed with cash, Cameron drove to Bright Avenue in Joyland Park—a chaotic, grimy part of town he never imagined existed in the Capital.After a bit of searching, they found Nellie in front of a shop with a skull sign. But Nellie was acting a bit strange.She was doing all sorts of quirky shadow dances in the sun, humming off-key tunes as she swayed."Sweet babyOh, sweet babyRun wild like a Mustang and be freeShake off the sadness and all your scars, too..."Cameron watched Nellie's antics with a hint of confusion. This wasn't the Nellie he knew.He stepped out of his car and walked straight toward her. The trouble she'd caused him made it hard for him to put on a friendly face."Nel, who let you out here on your own? Your wounds aren't even healed yet," he scolded.Spotting Cameron, Nellie jumped back a meter away. Her frightened look and wary eyes gave Cameron a sinking feeling."Who are you?" Nellie asked, hugging herself, her voice small and unsure."I'm your husband," Cameron replied, clearly irritated.Nellie looked unconvinced and turned to dash into the nearby skull sign shop.Cameron followed her with long strides.Inside, Nellie hid behind the hypnotist named Almos, peeking at Cameron with fear in her eyes.Cameron could see that Nellie seemed to have forgotten him. His gaze turned sharp and accusing as he looked at Almos. "What did you do to my wife?" he demanded, his voice cold and sharp.At that moment, Cameron could only think Almos must have used some kind of drug on Nellie or done something to harm her, causing her mental confusion.Almos tossed a contract at Cameron. "Your wife contacted me two months ago, insisting on a session. She wanted to be hypnotized."It was only then that Cameron noticed Almos's badge and realized he was the globally acclaimed, mythical hypnotist.But why would Nellie want hypnosis? If she had been feeling off, she could've told him. Was there really nothing he could do to help?Cameron opened the detailed contract Nellie had signed, noting the clear breakdown of fees and services—fair and square.As he read the services Nellie had requested, a storm brewed inside him.The first request: Help Nellie forget her birth, her father, and that she had a sister.The second request: Help Nellie forget she was married. Erase all traces of Cameron from her life.The third request: Help Nellie forget the pain of her kidney transplant....The last request: Most importantly, Nellie, learn to love yourself.Cameron's tall, imposing figure trembled, his usually composed eyes filled with disbelief.He stared at Almos, incredulous. "This has to be fake, right? Nellie wouldn't do this."Almos calmly explained, "Initially, she only wanted to erase her memories of you. But when she saw my affordable rates, she added a few more things. We agreed verbally—I’d help her forget her past life, and she’d pay me with all her wealth.""In other words, Nellie now has no memory and no money. Do you still want her? Nellie said if you don't want her anymore, I should take her to the Rainbow Bridge."The mention of 'Rainbow Bridge' made Cameron’s tall, steady frame shake, his handsome face showing cracks.His rationality slowly returned, and he suddenly remembered how, during these past three months, Nellie was always fast asleep every time he visited her in the hospital. Without thinking much of it, he'd then head over to Greta's room to chat.Chapter 2Nellie sat across from Almos, the world's most famous hypnotist. Her slender face and hollow eyes, coupled with her earnest demeanor, painted the picture of someone desperate for relief."I need to forget someone," she confessed, her voice quivering and her frail shoulders echoing the tremor in her words.Almos pulled out his old pocket watch, swinging it gracefully through the air before letting it settle in front of Nellie's eyes. She watched it intently, waiting for Almos to weave his hypnotic spell."Do you have any unfinished business?" Almos inquired gently.Nellie shook her head, a silent admission that she was ready to let go of everything.Almos sensed the depth of her despair. Why else would she choose such a drastic way to disconnect from her past unless her heart was utterly broken?"Where should I take you once we're done here?" Almos asked, shifting his approach.As a hypnotist with a global reputation, Almos had guided countless clients through the labyrinth of their minds, helping them recover or erase memories. Those who left his office often felt reborn.But Nellie, she wanted all her memories wiped clean.After the session, she might be nothing more than a blank canvas. It was crucial to have a plan in place so that she wouldn't be left without support.Looking troubled, Nellie finally handed Almos a slip of paper with a phone number."This is my husband's number. Please take me back to him," she said, her eyes welling up, her voice dropping to a whisper. "If he doesn’t want me, could you please leave me at Rainbow Bridge?"Almos nodded, understanding the weight of her request. He was committed to fulfilling his clients' wishes."Alright, let's get started," he said.As the pocket watch swung back and forth, a haunting melody played softly in Nellie's ears. Her mind began to replay scenes from her past.She remembered the chaos of her parents' divorce. Her parents fought over custody of her sister, leaving Nellie huddled in the corner, crying and begging them not to leave her behind. She promised to be good, to study hard, to be everything they wanted.In the end, her father won and took her sister away.Left with her mother, Nellie endured daily scoldings and abuse, branded as a burden that had ruined her mother's life. Yet, she persevered, defying the odds to become an outstanding university student.Then, the scene shifted.At 19, she met Cameron. He was a beacon of hope in her dark life, financed her education, taught her new languages, transformed her into a refined young woman, and eventually proposed to her.She believed Cameron was the destined one. Grateful and in love, she became his devoted wife.But three months ago, everything changed. Cameron demanded she donate a kidney to her critically ill sister. Terrified and unwilling, Nellie found herself trapped when Cameron held her chin and said, "Nel, do you know why I married you? I gave you wealth and status in exchange for your kidney."Nellie wasn't naïve; her face turned ashen with disbelief. Trembling, she asked, "Cameron, did you ever love me?"Cameron replied honestly, "Nel, I once loved your sister deeply. But I promise, if you save her, our marriage will last forever. As long as your sister lives, I won't have any regrets in this life."Nellie had never realized that Cameron's deep affection wasn't hers to claim. She just loved him too much and leaned on him too heavily. After all, he was the first guy to ever show her such kindness.Nellie couldn't bear the thought of losing Cameron, so she made the ultimate sacrifice to protect their fragile marriage—she gave him one of her kidneys. The surgery was a success.Barely hanging on, Nellie lay on her hospital bed, listening to the sounds of Cameron and her father celebrating in her sister's room. Misery washed over her, tears silently streaming down her cheeks.She had just gone through surgery, yet her dad and husband, the two men closest to her, seemed indifferent to her plight. All they seemed to care about was her sister Greta, who was prettier and smarter than her.Why bother with love if this is what it leads to?From that moment on, Nellie felt hollow, her future now a blank canvas drained of color. While Cameron was busy helping Greta recover, Nellie secretly reached out to a world-renowned hypnotist, diving headfirst into the most successful hypnosis session ever.When it was over, Almos was amazed. Nellie's once dull eyes now sparkled, her sorrowful expression replaced with a charming, cute look.Almos picked up the phone number Nellie had scribbled down earlier and shot Cameron a text: [Your wife’s been with me for three days. Come get her.]Cameron was at Greta's bedside when he got the message, relieved she had pulled through. His assistant, Matt, walked in with his phone, saying, "Sir, you’ve got a message."Annoyed at the interruption, Cameron glanced at the screen with a cool indifference. His eyes narrowed, and he let out a scoff.Seriously, are scammers this dumb these days? Nellie was supposed to be knocked out in her hospital room, recovering. How could she possibly be off and get involved in some scam?However, Cameron felt a strange restlessness. He abruptly stood up and headed to Nellie's room to check.When he pushed open the door, his heart dropped. The room was empty. The bed was neatly made. It almost looked like a farewell scene.Could the message have been real?A chill settled in Cameron's gaze, and his fists clenched, anger simmering beneath the surface. "Nel, could you be any more reckless?"She was skipping out on recovery to run into a scammer—only Nellie would be that naive.Cameron had his assistant track down the scammer’s phone location. Luckily, the scammer wasn’t too bright, and finding the address was a breeze. Armed with cash, Cameron drove to Bright Avenue in Joyland Park—a chaotic, grimy part of town he never imagined existed in the Capital.After a bit of searching, they found Nellie in front of a shop with a skull sign. But Nellie was acting a bit strange.She was doing all sorts of quirky shadow dances in the sun, humming off-key tunes as she swayed."Sweet babyOh, sweet babyRun wild like a Mustang and be freeShake off the sadness and all your scars, too..."Cameron watched Nellie's antics with a hint of confusion. This wasn't the Nellie he knew.He stepped out of his car and walked straight toward her. The trouble she'd caused him made it hard for him to put on a friendly face."Nel, who let you out here on your own? Your wounds aren't even healed yet," he scolded.Spotting Cameron, Nellie jumped back a meter away. Her frightened look and wary eyes gave Cameron a sinking feeling."Who are you?" Nellie asked, hugging herself, her voice small and unsure."I'm your husband," Cameron replied, clearly irritated.Nellie looked unconvinced and turned to dash into the nearby skull sign shop.Cameron followed her with long strides.Inside, Nellie hid behind the hypnotist named Almos, peeking at Cameron with fear in her eyes.Cameron could see that Nellie seemed to have forgotten him. His gaze turned sharp and accusing as he looked at Almos. "What did you do to my wife?" he demanded, his voice cold and sharp.At that moment, Cameron could only think Almos must have used some kind of drug on Nellie or done something to harm her, causing her mental confusion.Almos tossed a contract at Cameron. "Your wife contacted me two months ago, insisting on a session. She wanted to be hypnotized."It was only then that Cameron noticed Almos's badge and realized he was the globally acclaimed, mythical hypnotist.But why would Nellie want hypnosis? If she had been feeling off, she could've told him. Was there really nothing he could do to help?Cameron opened the detailed contract Nellie had signed, noting the clear breakdown of fees and services—fair and square.As he read the services Nellie had requested, a storm brewed inside him.The first request: Help Nellie forget her birth, her father, and that she had a sister.The second request: Help Nellie forget she was married. Erase all traces of Cameron from her life.The third request: Help Nellie forget the pain of her kidney transplant....The last request: Most importantly, Nellie, learn to love yourself.Cameron's tall, imposing figure trembled, his usually composed eyes filled with disbelief.He stared at Almos, incredulous. "This has to be fake, right? Nellie wouldn't do this."Almos calmly explained, "Initially, she only wanted to erase her memories of you. But when she saw my affordable rates, she added a few more things. We agreed verbally—I’d help her forget her past life, and she’d pay me with all her wealth.""In other words, Nellie now has no memory and no money. Do you still want her? Nellie said if you don't want her anymore, I should take her to the Rainbow Bridge."The mention of 'Rainbow Bridge' made Cameron’s tall, steady frame shake, his handsome face showing cracks.His rationality slowly returned, and he suddenly remembered how, during these past three months, Nellie was always fast asleep every time he visited her in the hospital. Without thinking much of it, he'd then head over to Greta's room to chat.Chapter 3Nellie sat across from Almos, the world's most famous hypnotist. Her slender face and hollow eyes, coupled with her earnest demeanor, painted the picture of someone desperate for relief."I need to forget someone," she confessed, her voice quivering and her frail shoulders echoing the tremor in her words.Almos pulled out his old pocket watch, swinging it gracefully through the air before letting it settle in front of Nellie's eyes. She watched it intently, waiting for Almos to weave his hypnotic spell."Do you have any unfinished business?" Almos inquired gently.Nellie shook her head, a silent admission that she was ready to let go of everything.Almos sensed the depth of her despair. Why else would she choose such a drastic way to disconnect from her past unless her heart was utterly broken?"Where should I take you once we're done here?" Almos asked, shifting his approach.As a hypnotist with a global reputation, Almos had guided countless clients through the labyrinth of their minds, helping them recover or erase memories. Those who left his office often felt reborn.But Nellie, she wanted all her memories wiped clean.After the session, she might be nothing more than a blank canvas. It was crucial to have a plan in place so that she wouldn't be left without support.Looking troubled, Nellie finally handed Almos a slip of paper with a phone number."This is my husband's number. Please take me back to him," she said, her eyes welling up, her voice dropping to a whisper. "If he doesn’t want me, could you please leave me at Rainbow Bridge?"Almos nodded, understanding the weight of her request. He was committed to fulfilling his clients' wishes."Alright, let's get started," he said.As the pocket watch swung back and forth, a haunting melody played softly in Nellie's ears. Her mind began to replay scenes from her past.She remembered the chaos of her parents' divorce. Her parents fought over custody of her sister, leaving Nellie huddled in the corner, crying and begging them not to leave her behind. She promised to be good, to study hard, to be everything they wanted.In the end, her father won and took her sister away.Left with her mother, Nellie endured daily scoldings and abuse, branded as a burden that had ruined her mother's life. Yet, she persevered, defying the odds to become an outstanding university student.Then, the scene shifted.At 19, she met Cameron. He was a beacon of hope in her dark life, financed her education, taught her new languages, transformed her into a refined young woman, and eventually proposed to her.She believed Cameron was the destined one. Grateful and in love, she became his devoted wife.But three months ago, everything changed. Cameron demanded she donate a kidney to her critically ill sister. Terrified and unwilling, Nellie found herself trapped when Cameron held her chin and said, "Nel, do you know why I married you? I gave you wealth and status in exchange for your kidney."Nellie wasn't naïve; her face turned ashen with disbelief. Trembling, she asked, "Cameron, did you ever love me?"Cameron replied honestly, "Nel, I once loved your sister deeply. But I promise, if you save her, our marriage will last forever. As long as your sister lives, I won't have any regrets in this life."Nellie had never realized that Cameron's deep affection wasn't hers to claim. She just loved him too much and leaned on him too heavily. After all, he was the first guy to ever show her such kindness.Nellie couldn't bear the thought of losing Cameron, so she made the ultimate sacrifice to protect their fragile marriage—she gave him one of her kidneys. The surgery was a success.Barely hanging on, Nellie lay on her hospital bed, listening to the sounds of Cameron and her father celebrating in her sister's room. Misery washed over her, tears silently streaming down her cheeks.She had just gone through surgery, yet her dad and husband, the two men closest to her, seemed indifferent to her plight. All they seemed to care about was her sister Greta, who was prettier and smarter than her.Why bother with love if this is what it leads to?From that moment on, Nellie felt hollow, her future now a blank canvas drained of color. While Cameron was busy helping Greta recover, Nellie secretly reached out to a world-renowned hypnotist, diving headfirst into the most successful hypnosis session ever.When it was over, Almos was amazed. Nellie's once dull eyes now sparkled, her sorrowful expression replaced with a charming, cute look.Almos picked up the phone number Nellie had scribbled down earlier and shot Cameron a text: [Your wife’s been with me for three days. Come get her.]Cameron was at Greta's bedside when he got the message, relieved she had pulled through. His assistant, Matt, walked in with his phone, saying, "Sir, you’ve got a message."Annoyed at the interruption, Cameron glanced at the screen with a cool indifference. His eyes narrowed, and he let out a scoff.Seriously, are scammers this dumb these days? Nellie was supposed to be knocked out in her hospital room, recovering. How could she possibly be off and get involved in some scam?However, Cameron felt a strange restlessness. He abruptly stood up and headed to Nellie's room to check.When he pushed open the door, his heart dropped. The room was empty. The bed was neatly made. It almost looked like a farewell scene.Could the message have been real?A chill settled in Cameron's gaze, and his fists clenched, anger simmering beneath the surface. "Nel, could you be any more reckless?"She was skipping out on recovery to run into a scammer—only Nellie would be that naive.Cameron had his assistant track down the scammer’s phone location. Luckily, the scammer wasn’t too bright, and finding the address was a breeze. Armed with cash, Cameron drove to Bright Avenue in Joyland Park—a chaotic, grimy part of town he never imagined existed in the Capital.After a bit of searching, they found Nellie in front of a shop with a skull sign. But Nellie was acting a bit strange.She was doing all sorts of quirky shadow dances in the sun, humming off-key tunes as she swayed."Sweet babyOh, sweet babyRun wild like a Mustang and be freeShake off the sadness and all your scars, too..."Cameron watched Nellie's antics with a hint of confusion. This wasn't the Nellie he knew.He stepped out of his car and walked straight toward her. The trouble she'd caused him made it hard for him to put on a friendly face."Nel, who let you out here on your own? Your wounds aren't even healed yet," he scolded.Spotting Cameron, Nellie jumped back a meter away. Her frightened look and wary eyes gave Cameron a sinking feeling."Who are you?" Nellie asked, hugging herself, her voice small and unsure."I'm your husband," Cameron replied, clearly irritated.Nellie looked unconvinced and turned to dash into the nearby skull sign shop.Cameron followed her with long strides.Inside, Nellie hid behind the hypnotist named Almos, peeking at Cameron with fear in her eyes.Cameron could see that Nellie seemed to have forgotten him. His gaze turned sharp and accusing as he looked at Almos. "What did you do to my wife?" he demanded, his voice cold and sharp.At that moment, Cameron could only think Almos must have used some kind of drug on Nellie or done something to harm her, causing her mental confusion.Almos tossed a contract at Cameron. "Your wife contacted me two months ago, insisting on a session. She wanted to be hypnotized."It was only then that Cameron noticed Almos's badge and realized he was the globally acclaimed, mythical hypnotist.But why would Nellie want hypnosis? If she had been feeling off, she could've told him. Was there really nothing he could do to help?Cameron opened the detailed contract Nellie had signed, noting the clear breakdown of fees and services—fair and square.As he read the services Nellie had requested, a storm brewed inside him.The first request: Help Nellie forget her birth, her father, and that she had a sister.The second request: Help Nellie forget she was married. Erase all traces of Cameron from her life.The third request: Help Nellie forget the pain of her kidney transplant....The last request: Most importantly, Nellie, learn to love yourself.Cameron's tall, imposing figure trembled, his usually composed eyes filled with disbelief.He stared at Almos, incredulous. "This has to be fake, right? Nellie wouldn't do this."Almos calmly explained, "Initially, she only wanted to erase her memories of you. But when she saw my affordable rates, she added a few more things. We agreed verbally—I’d help her forget her past life, and she’d pay me with all her wealth.""In other words, Nellie now has no memory and no money. Do you still want her? Nellie said if you don't want her anymore, I should take her to the Rainbow Bridge."The mention of 'Rainbow Bridge' made Cameron’s tall, steady frame shake, his handsome face showing cracks.His rationality slowly returned, and he suddenly remembered how, during these past three months, Nellie was always fast asleep every time he visited her in the hospital. Without thinking much of it, he'd then head over to Greta's room to chat.