Delete My Love for You novel Chapter 34

Later, Herbert came to pick her up.

The moment he saw the state she was in—mud-streaked, blood at the corner of her mouth—his eyes widened in shock. “Charlotte, what happened to you?”

Charlotte’s lips were cracked, but she managed a wry smile. “Nothing much. Built a bomb out in the field, that’s all.”

She brushed past him, staggering as she entered.

Inside the research center, multimillion-dollar instruments gleamed under sterile lights. Every scientist present held at least a senior professorship, yet as Charlotte passed, they stood respectfully, greeting her: “Ms. Lawson!”

“Thank you, everyone. Let’s get started.”

With that, Charlotte walked into the farthest room and lay down calmly on the operating table.

As the lights flashed on overhead, she closed her eyes.

Memories flickered through her mind like old film reels—voices and moments, fractured and sharp.

“Dad, don’t worry about Charlotte, go save Xena!”

“Let Xena go first!”

Once, those voices had been her whole world. Now, all of it was nothing but ghosts.

But at least, she thought, the pain would finally end.

The chill of anesthesia crept through her veins, and as it reached her heart, two cold tears slid from her eyes.

After that, she drifted into a long, endless dream.

She seemed to see the banks of her own memory, lined with people from her past—childhood friends from the orphanage, the first couple who adopted her and abandoned her two days later, the second couple who repeated the cycle…

Finally, the eighth foster family. She watched their gentle, smiling faces twist into something cruel before they sold her off to traffickers.

The freak show… Darren… Mr. Nathan Harrington… Noah…

Scene after scene flickered by.

In the end, all that remained was a blinding white emptiness.

“No. Something’s wrong.”

Charlotte cut him off, her gaze suddenly sharp. “I can’t feel my brain’s original basal nucleus. You severed it, didn’t you?”

Herbert’s face went pale. Was this the super chip’s true power—she could sense the inner workings of her own brain?

“Yes,” he admitted. “During the operation, there was a problem with the chip’s integration. To keep everything else working, I had to activate the chip’s compensation system.”

The basal nucleus controlled movement, memory, and emotion. The chip could compensate for everything—except emotion. Which meant, for Charlotte, love and pain were things of the past.

“You did well, Mr. Nelson.”

Charlotte offered him a serene smile. “Emotions only get in the way of evolution. Better off without them.”

She swung her legs over the edge of the bed. “It’s time to see the world again. It’s been too long.”

Just as she was about to stand, Herbert spoke quietly. “Charlotte, there’s something you need to know. It’s about Darren.”