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Nash furrowed his brows, striding towards her. "You're overthinking it. Linda brought this upon herself; it has nothing to do with you. Why do you want to make yourself miserable?"

Miranda quietly pinched her palm, lowering her head, murmuring, "That's a real human life. I saw it, I can't just pretend I didn't see anything... Nash, life is so fragile!"

"Everything has its cause and effect. If you keep this up, I'll have to find you a psychologist." Nash stood not far from her with his 1.88-meter height looming over her. His gaze conveyed a coldness with a hint of detachment.

Miranda became anxious with her voice breaking, "Nash, please, don't. Don't find a psychologist. If you do, what about the film I'm shooting? How could a film crew possibly accept someone who's crazy? I can't sing the way I used to anymore, I don't want to lose this one chance to be in the spotlight, I beg you..."

Miranda half-knelt on the sickbed, reaching out to grab Nash's wrist.

Her voice grew more choked up.

However, Nash coldly pushed her away.

Resolutely, Nash told her, "I'm just suggesting you see a psychologist for guidance, not saying you're crazy. Miranda, if there's a problem, you need to seek treatment. If this film falls through, I can arrange something else for you..."

much to ask for you, but you only need to spare a little time for me every day. I'm begging you, only you can save me. I don't want to

end,

You saved me before and I can't just watch you lose control in front

"No! I won't listen."

to hear the next words from Nash at all. She did not want to hear him say he loved Nina. As long as

to continue this conversation with her. "I'll call a

and left

arrived shortly

in the doctor's hand, Miranda had no

injected, Miranda smiled bitterly Nash, I'm really scared. Just seeing you makes me feel

voice grew fainter

Nash paid no attention.

asleep,

hospital,