I loved Jason Lacroix for six years, but I never told him. I was his adopted sister. We werent related. I was also his assistant, responsible for everything in his life.

I did not know who exposed my feelings toward him in public. I could never forget the icy glares in his eyes.

Madeline, you should know your place.

He thought I was mentally unstable. He listened to Camila Fisher, his first love, and sent me to a mental asylum.

After I was discharged, he regretted his decision.
Chapter 1
It was the day I got discharged from the mental asylum where I had been for the past year and a half.
The sun was shining so brightly that I had to raise my hand to block it out.
"Madeline, over here."
The hair on the back of my neck stood up. I slowly turned around to see Jason Lacroix standing nearby.
He looked the sameregal and handsome.
However, I was filled with fear when I saw his face. I had the urge to run away.
He walked over to me, which terrified me so much that I retreated backward.
"Madeline, what's going on with you?"
I looked at him with fear and caution. It was completely different from the past, so it was only normal that he found it odd.
In the past, every time I looked at him, my gaze only gleamed with nothing but adoration.
I opened my mouth, finally able to find my voice. "Mr. LacroixI mean, Jason. I-I'm fine."
He sized me up suspiciously. I was wearing the same clothes that I wore when I was sent to the mental asylum. It was not only outdated, but also a little big on me. I lost more than ten kilograms the past year or so.
"Let's go. Get in the car."
I trailed behind him, not knowing if I should sit in the front passenger seat or the back. Jason opened the front passenger seat for me. I had no choice.
Neither of us said anything in the enclosed car space. The car's soundproofing was done so well that the only thing we heard was our breathing.
Jason suddenly said, "The fact that you've been discharged means that you've recovered. Take a few days of rest before heading back to work. I hope you don't think about anything else."
My entire body suddenly trembled.
I had loved Jason for six years, but I had never once told him. I was his adopted sister, but I was also his assistant, helping him at work.
One day, I entered the office to see everyone looking at me weirdly. When I opened my emails to start the day as usual, I saw an email that made my blood run cold.
It was a video of Jason falling asleep in his office. I had put his coat over him and leaned close to him to kiss him. Even though I did not do it in the end, my face was extremely close to his.
Someone had taken a video of us and sent it to everyone. My love for him, which I had kept hidden for many years, was finally out in public.
Jason saw it as well. I could never forget the icy gaze he gave me. "Madeline, you should know your place. I'm your boss, and I'm also your brother. How could you have such unnatural thoughts? Are you crazy or what?"
He completely humiliated me. All I did was love him. I wasn't abnormal, nor was I crazy.
I was adopted by Jason's parents when I was 16 years old. Jason and I weren't related by blood at all, and everyone knew that.
It was love at first sight for me, but I had never once expressed my feelings.
Once I graduated from college, I started working in Jason's company, becoming his assistant.
I had always been an orphan until they adopted me at 16 years old.
Jason had listened to his first love, Camila Fisher, to send me to a mental asylum to get treatment for my condition.
I should not have loved him.
Loving him was a mistakeit was unnatural.

Chapter 2
Jason wanted to pat me on the shoulder, but I instinctively flinched.
He retracted his hand and said, "Madeline, you're being a little strange."
I lowered my gaze, not knowing how to respond to him.
How could I not be strange? If only he knew how I spent my days at the mental asylum.
We arrived at Jason's mansion, the same place I used to live in the past.
I only ended up that way because I was foolish enough to think that I could one day be the mistress of this mansion.
I no longer had such thoughts.
No more.
That man only made my life hell.
I walked behind Jason. As we approached the mansion, I found it harder to breathe.
I had lived there for six years. Everything was still the same as I remembered. Perhaps because it was so familiar to me, every memory I had in the past instantly flooded my brain.
I felt a sudden rush of dizziness.
Camila, in a custom-made dress, came out of the mansion, walked over to me, and affectionately hooked her arm with mine.
"Madeline, you're finally back!"
I looked extremely ugly standing next to her.
Camila was Jason's first love. He had liked her for many years. In this aspect, Jason and I were similar.
Camila had always treated Jason as a backup. Two years ago, the man she wanted to marry was sent to prison due to embezzlement of funds. It was only after that did she started to open up to Jason.
"It's only been a year. Look at how thin you've become!"
She furrowed her brows and grumbled, "The mental asylum must have been treating you badly."
When I heard the mental asylum being mentioned, I started to feel dizzy once more.
Camila looked sorry as her tears fell. "I'm sorry, Madeline. If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have let Jason send you in. Please don't blame me."
The only person who bought her pitiful act was Jason.
He said, "Come on, Camila, how could it be your fault? You were looking out for Madeline too."
He wiped away her tears and added, "Madeline has recovered. It's all thanks to you."
I secretly sneered.
That was right. I had only become the way I was all thanks to her.
Camila nodded demurely and smiled. "We'll fatten her up."
A feast was laid out on the dining table. Camila claimed that she had done it for me, but there was not a single dish that I liked.
"Madeline, eat up. You're too thin. You'll have to eat more."
Camila kept putting food onto my plate. She placed some grilled pork belly on my plate as she said, "Jason said that this is your favorite."
I picked up my cutlery, but I did not know where to start.
I did not like pork belly at all. It was because Jason used to only eat lean meat, so I would always take away the fatty parts and leave the lean part for him.
After some time, he believed that I loved the fatty parts.
My stomach churned badly.
I developed a terrible stomach condition from the mental asylum. They constantly starved me, only feeding me once a day. Sometimes, there was no food at all.
The doctor told me that my liking Jason was immoral. It was a big sin, so I needed to be punished.
Being starved was one of the punishments.
I lowered my head and wolfed down my food. I ate so quickly that the veins on my neck popped out.
Camila looked at me in disgust and moved slightly further away from me.
Jason merely frowned at me. He seemed to be unhappy with my behavior.
I could not care less. Filling up my stomach was the main priority.
I learned how to eat fast at the mental asylum. Every meal, I was only given five minutes to finish. Sometimes, even two or three minutes.