Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 223:

Despite being confined to his bed by illness, Paul still exuded an aura of authority. His anger was palpable, sending ripples of intimidation through everyone nearby. Connor’s concern for Marissa grew; he was poised to rush to her aid at a moment’s notice

It was then that Marissa spoke up

“I can’t fully grasp what you’ve endured, but I understand why you’re so guarded and defensive, considering your prominent position and the constant intrigue that surrounds it.” She paused and then continued, “My comment about the sorrow in your heart wasn’t based on uncovering any deep secrets of yours. It was inferred from observing your health. And my suggestion about opening your heart isn’t an attempt to invade your privacy but to ensure you receive the most effective care.”

Paul’s face softened at Marissa’s earnest words. After a moment of silence, he exhaled. “Did I intimidate you? I’ve always been overly cautious.”

“Not at all, I don’t get scared easily.” Marissa smiled and proposed, “How about opening up to me then? It will be a combined treatment, addressing both your physical and emotional needs.”

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is crucial in the patient-doctor relationship,” she said. “When you hold back information, it becomes difficult for me to provide you with the best care. There’s no conflict of interest here, so there’s no

can see that I have a secret and sorrow with just a glance. Not all doctors can

deeply. “But to be honest, Dr. Riss, I’m at a loss. I’m burdened by a secret and sorrow I can’t explain. Another doctor suggested it

showed her concern. “Can you share more about

“It feels like there’s a significant secret locked away in my mind, shrouded in fog. This mystery is a heavy weight, stealing my joy.” After a pause, Marissa inquired,

“Hypnotherapy?” Paul looked surprised

you can’t recall this secret and it’s affecting your mood, hypnosis might help us delve deep into your subconscious. We can uncover the hidden truths and understand why they’re

private sanctuary, fiercely protected, possibly remaining forever hidden. Within Paul’s mind was a sanctuary sealed off for reasons unknown. Cut off from this part of himself, he struggled with a deep sense of despair and melancholy. Despite his inability to open this locked part alone, he was also reluctant to allow others in, his instincts for