Chapter 370: Therapy III

She hadn’t been able to ask him about Victoria; there had been no chance to do so after he had denied her request for friendship—after he had saved them both from committing a reckless relationship blunder.

But she knew that the stoic expressions and the pretense of not seeing her had come to an end. He would at least greet her, as he did Susan—or so she hoped.

"Doctor Athena, you have spaced out again..." Damian called her attention for the second time since the therapy session began, and for the second time, Susan chuckled softly, shaking her head.

Athena wondered what was going through the latter’s mind, unable to help thinking that her romantic life had become a chief source of entertainment and relief to those around her.

"You know what, I think you should talk about your relationship with your ex-husband too... I think it will help you see things more clearly."

The only thing Athena could see more clearly was that this doctor—whom Chelsea had so highly recommended—had been in the gang with Ewan at one time.

She just knew it, somewhere deep down, with those almost blank eyes staring into hers, like he could see the innermost part of her soul. His patients really stood no chance against him—against his will.

"So, you finally admit that you know he was my ex-husband."

Damian laughed. "I didn’t think it needed to be pointed out. You are a celebrity figure, Athena, and I love doing my research."

Athena scoffed. "Which name tag did you go with in your underground days?"

Damian frowned. "I am a bit lost here."

captivated by the new topic, suddenly curious about this doctor she thought was

Wolfsbane. Which are you? Were you a doctor in the

up his notepad from the table, and got


into laughter, heads thrown back, hands resting

doctor... being free with

have different counseling times to yield more results. As much as you’ve

he met their gazes. "Do

two women nodded,

remember, I have a limited time in this country, so I suggest you make better use of it, instead

things and go upstairs. Did he expect them

whiz in your field, and in the other field hidden from the

"Does it matter? I don’t think his

case back then, but none came to mind. She bit her

to the sitting room, fifteen

two are

polite reply—she simply glared at him. "Who do you


the anger in her

the top doctors in the world as a client. Hence your stinking pride that won’t let you

don’t care if you’re the president, woman. You came to me because you needed my help. I

friends," Athena finally spoke, rising to

she recommended you, I had high hopes. Then I saw Ewan here. I know his character, and I know he’ll be disappointed by your

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