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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..."

while, I know it might be too much to ask for you, but you only need to spare a little time for me every day. I'm begging

end, Miranda

of obligation. I'm married now. You saved me before and I can't just watch you lose control in

"No! I won't listen."

hear him

not in the mood to continue this conversation with her. "I'll

turned and left without a

arrived shortly

doctor's hand,

was injected, Miranda smiled bitterly Nash, I'm really scared. Just seeing you makes me feel safe. Could you, spare a

voice grew fainter and

Nash paid no attention.

she fell asleep, Nash left

not leave the hospital, but