Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

After knowing that Jimmy was now the manager of the laboratory in the desolate area, Dexter started pestering me to go home.

He had been acting strange lately. I couldn’t put a finger to it, yet I could feel it-he seemed to be clingier and even more anxious about me now.

Not only was he clingy, but he refused to let me leave his sight all the time, regardless of our location.

Logically speaking, I should be a valuable experimental subject to Genome Society. If they wanted to keep me alive and make money off me, they wouldn’t be forcibly bringing me back to the laboratory when the police were watching me closely.

But somehow, Dexter seemed to be even more anxious than before. He was even saying strange things all the time.

"I bought a mountain-view villa at Celadon Hill, Sophia. It’s beautifully surrounded by mountains and lakes. He showed me a photo of his newly bought villa on our way back.

To Dexter, a residence was just a safe space-it was sufficient as long as it was secure and private. But he made sure to choose properly this time.

The villa was located on the back mountain of Huma. Although secluded, it had a great environment and was completely safe. Since the villa was perched on the mountain peak, there was a clear view of the road winding up the mountain.

"Are you planning to take me and the kids up to the mountain to live like hermits?’ I looked at Dexter, amused. "Ashton and Xan need to socialize."

They needed to interact with society and start mingling with other kids their age.

I was well aware of the reason behind placing Sophia Milford in a college and society back then. It was a form of socialization for an experimental subject like her. But it was just something that had to be done. Humans could not survive apart from society-society was there wherever humans were. Humans needed to learn to fit in, even if it meant putting up a front.

I no longer cared if Ashton and Xan were good at putting up a front. They were just kids, and I hoped they could develop the skills needed to survive skills where they had to navigate through all sorts of people in life Human society was far more cruel than the laboratory. This was an actual testing ground, where the Earth was like a huge testing zone, and all humans were experimental subjects.

"It’s fine even if it’s only for a year, six months-or even just for three months. Dexter tightened his grip on my hands. "I get so annoyed at how they’re constantly interrupting us. I just want to live a life with just the two of us. It’s even better if we could just abandon them just like that.’

Resigned, I rested my head against his shoulders. ’You want to abandon them just like that? You have to be responsible once you take them in. You’re the daddy to our children now."

Dexter stiffened slightly and let out a grunt. However, he seemed to appreciate what I just called him. "Alright.

He even smiled amusedly after that.

I leaned against him and reached out to touch his face. I found him handsome now that I was looking at him while completely relaxed. It was just like a dream.

Everything felt like a dream from the moment he entered my life.

"I’ve always wondered about something. According to my recovered memories at this point, Sophia Milford felt deeply for you in the past. But why did she forget about you completely all of a sudden? It’s as if it was completely erased from her mind like computer data," I mumbled.

This had bothered me for some time. Why was Dexter the only one who was completely erased from my memory?

Sophia Milford did not even activate her defense mechanism to erase Damien’s existence from her memory, and he was someone who had caused so much pain and fear for Sophia Milford.

Even if it was because of the car accident, it shouldn’t have caused me to forget Dexter alone. This just didn’t make sense.

He stiffened as he looked down at me. "The human brain is just like a sophisticated computer. Memories can be altered or erased."

Frowning, I asked, ’Is Genome Society advanced enough to erase one’s memories?" "They should be able to do that." Dexter cast his gaze downward, holding my hands tight.

"Memories are encoded and stored by a group of engram cells in the brain. I heard that one can precisely erase memories by editing the genome of specific engram cells,’ Dexter whispered.

Chills ran down my back as I felt an inexplicable sense of fear. "Is it possible that my memories were deliberately erased? Perhaps through specific electrical stimulation to selectively weaken or erase them..." Dexter looked at me. After a while, he said, ’Sophia, if I ever disappear, I hope you’ll live a good life and forget me."

I frowned as I subconsciously held his hands tight. I looked at him and said, "Don’t say such nonsense. We’ll be alright.’

Dexter nodded obediently after being reprimanded by me.

I felt strangely uneasy throughout the entire journey. I had so many questions for him, but I didn’t know where to start

We made multiple stops while driving through the inhabited desert in the west. We finally made it back to Huma after half a month.

We were exhausted and covered in dust by the time we were home. The first thing I did was rush into the bathroom for a proper shower.

"Go take a proper shower. We’re both so dirty now." I caught Dexter, who was trying to take a quick shower, and forced him into the bathtub full of water.

"Stay with me." He submerged himself in the tub and left his head out, looking at me with his wide eyes.

What else could I do but to spoil him?

"I feel like my skin is about to dry out from the wind in the desolate area." I kicked him while soaking in the water. "Do you really think Maya will be alright? Is she really someone from the Rebels? What if we were wrong and she just needed money?"

Dexter pressed me down sulkily before I could even finish my sentence. "You just like her," he said angrily I was speechless. "Why would I like her? She’s a woman."

"There’s something wrong with her," Dexter replied firmly.

"Huh?" I was somewhat surprised.

"She has a unique charisma different from ordinary people. She was more prone to catch the attention of the people around her, drawing more sympathy and protective instincts from them. Not just normal humans- even Xan or small animals are naturally drawn to her," Dexter said seriously.noveldrama

His hostility toward Maya was evident.

I looked at Dexter in skepticism. ’You’re telling me that she has a natural charm?"

"It’s not necessarily natural." He snorted before biting on my neck somewhat punitively.

"Haven’t you noticed even Joel’s gaze was unconsciously drawn to her?" Dexter believed that something was clearly wrong with Maya if even someone like Joel, who wasn’t a typical man, was attracted to her.

"What about you?" I smiled, reaching out to wrap my arms around his neck.

His ears turned red as he stared at me intently. "I’m immune."

"I see. "It seemed like I should be praising Dexter for it, then.

Upon staring at his face, I realized that I couldn’t help myself but to want to kiss him.

If there were really people born with natural allure, surely, Dexter was on a higher level than Maya-that was because he drew me in even more.

"Dexter!" I was startled when he suddenly lifted me and carried me out of the tub.

"What are you trying to do?" I stared warily at him. "It’s cold in the bathroom. Dexter! Go to the bedroom!"

I was at a loss for words. I knew that I could never take a bath with him. Something would surely happen.

However, he always seemed to emit some kind of hormones that attracted me and disrupted my thoughts. It was impossible for me not to respond to him eagerly.

"Dexter, it’s cold-"My back was pressed against the ceramic tiles of the bathroom. I could only instinctively hide in his embrace, just as he wanted.

It was as if he couldn’t understand words when it came to this matter. The more I struggled, the more excited he became

"I want to lock you up so that you’ll only look at me, Sophia," Dexter whispered with an urgent tone, seemingly serious in his words.

I sighed, letting him be.