Chapter 538 Chapter 538 +25 BONUS Even Sawyer was left speechless. He walked over and tried to explain, "Jackson, when Sylvia has an episode, she loses control. Most of the time, she tries to hurt herself." When someone with a mental illness fell too far into their own despair, the results could be frightening. Jackson stroked his chin thoughtfully. "So, self-harm?" Sylvia lowered her gaze, her tone bitter. "Yeah." She had cooperated with treatment for years, but it hadn't improved much. Sometimes when she regained her senses, she almost wished that she had just died. She thought that living only burdened Sawyer and the nurses who cared for her. "That's perfect!" Both Sylvia and Sawyer froze. Sylvia silently wished thatJackson would watch his words. She was mentally ill, after all. As for Sawyer, boss or not, he wouldn't have minded slapping Jackson if he crossed the line. "I've got an old friend who's been developing protective gear for extreme sports," Jackson said excitedly. " Mario! Bring that thing over. Let Sylvia try it on!" Three minutes later, Jackson looked at the "person" in front of him with satisfaction. Meanwhile, Sawyer had no expression left. Sylvia was wrapped head to toe in a thick inflatable rubber suit. Only her eyes were visible. The protective suit looked ordinary, just inflatable-like a well-made balloon. The material was surprisingly tough, impossible to cut or burn. Its only air valve was at the back of the head. But once it was fully inflated, Sylvia's arms couldn't even reach it. She stood there like a scarecrow. Other than being barely able to take a few steps, she was completely powerless to do anything else. She looked helpless. "Try bumping into that padded wall," Jackson said. Sylvia blinked in puzzlement, then she did as she was told. The next thing she knew, she bounced backward more than six feet and landed flat on the floor, unable to get up. Jackson clapped enthusiastically. "Perfect! Now you can't hurt yourself! I thought that old fool had wasted my money, but it turns out it was actually useful!" Sawyer didn't know what to say. 1/3 Chapter 538 It was indeed helpful to protect Sylvia during her episodes, but he thought it all very strange. +25 BONUS By the time Sylvia managed to take it off, she was drenched in sweat. "Mr. Ortega, are you sure I should be wearing this? It feels... weird." The siblings shared the same expression of confusion. Jackson looked utterly serious. "You're mentally ill. Wouldn't it be weird if you didn't act weird?" Sawyer had nothing to say to that, but Sylvia felt insulted. Yet, in a strange way, she found some logic in it. Dinner that night was extravagant, to the point that Sylvia needed a walk afterward. The bodyguards escorted her to the garden while Sawyer stayed behind to talk to Jackson. "Jackson, could you not mention 'mentally ill' in front of Sylvia?" Sylvia was sensitive, and the constant pressure she faced while she was lucid had pushed her to a mental breakdown. The thought that she was mentally ill and had become a burden to Sawyer made it even harder for her to face herself. Jackson popped a slice of fruit into his mouth. He grimaced at the lack of sweetness but chewed it anyway. "She is mentally ill. That's a fact. You have to help her accept it. Why does the mind break down? Because it's too fragile to handle the pressure. "Besides, you're her brother-her closest person. So what if she's mentally ill? That just makes her rare. Out of billions of people, how many get to be one-of-a-kind like that? You should protect her, love her, and encourage her. Since she's mentally ill, let her live her life as one." 2/3 Lucia Morh Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she's not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.