Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 249

Kieran, “The task is a piece of cake for you and won’t take up much of your time.”

“I don’t want to help!”

“Are you sure you don’t want to help?”

-“I’m positive!”

“Let me ask again, you sure you don’t’want to lend a hand?”

“I’m sure I don’t!”

“What do you feel like eating tonight?”

“Ceviche.” After saying this, Dylan slapped himself. “No, I decided not to eat! I have principles!”

Dylan then picked up the menu to cover his face, knowing from a young age that Kieran was a crafty one; especially when he was being overly generous, one had to be extra cautious.

“Alright, I’ll make ceviche for you tonight.” Kieran took the menu from Dylan’s hands and said, “Help me book a reliable psychologist.”

“A psychologist?” Dylan asked in surprise. “Who needs a psychologist?”

“Me.”

Dylan lit up immediately, staring into Kieran’s eyes. “You need a psychologist? Look no further, I’m a psychologist, capable of tackling all kinds of mental issues. I have an official certificate to prove it, I’m extremely professional, and you can trust me. Since we’re pals, I can give you a discount, spill it, what’s been bothering you?”

“I asked you to find me a ‘reliable’ psychologist.”

“I’m not just reliable, I’m super reliable, with exceptional professional skills,” Dylan said, keeping a steady gaze on Kieran, observing his every move. After a careful examination, he furrowed his brows slightly. “You’re speaking hastily, holding things close to your chest as if to maintain distance. These are signs of anxiety. All your features are drawn to the center of your face, indicating disgust. You’re anxious and disgusted, and you’re looking for a psychologist, let me guess…”

“And you you’re furrowing your brows, showing confidence? Do you really think you can guess why I need a psychologist?” Kieran tapped on the table and said, “Let’s make a bet. If you guess right, I’ll make you dinner every day for a week. If you’re wrong, you’ll have to go on a blind date, deal?”

If it was anyone else, Dylan would have agreed without a second thought. But facing the crafty Kieran, Dylan dared not to agree hastily.

“Do you really think I’m the type of person to do such boring stuff?” Dylan pointed at Kieran and said, “I will find you a psychologist, and you’re still making me ceviche tonight, plus I’m ordering at least four dishes.”

“Deal.”

his phone to looked up a number, while Kieran reminded him, “Make sure to keep me anonymous, I’ll do a phone

a few words with the

Kieran a string of numbers. “Just so you know,

“That’s great.”

indicated that he only mentioned relationship counseling to play around with Kieran; he didn’t expect Kieran

too dramatic? It’s easy to please a woman. Either buy her stuff and max out your card, or just cuddle and sleep… wait, hahaha, I think I just figured

something big.”

a glare. “Shut

shouldn’t bottle up their problems! In my opinion, seeing a psychologist won’t help, you need to seek a professional. Here,

the number read. Dr. Smith,

up a menu and threw it at Dylan’s face. “Ceviche?! You better prepare for a Dylan

to Kieran. “Kieran, I’m serious, this is a medical issue, and the sooner you deal with it, the better. I just want to ask, after you and your wife

of the Single People’s Care Association, I also want to ask, did

did anything happen that night you got drunk? Does seeing your wife remind you

don’t be shy, I’m a professional psychologist. By the way, Kieran,

pulled out his

your situation won’t be fixed by a phone consultation, let me book an appointment for you with Dr. Smith tomorrow

last time, finding Dylan a partner, I’ve looked into it, Dylan said he’s willing…..

anatched the phone from

and

turned around and glared at Dylan, who immediately stopped in his tracks. He finally got a

Kieran got in. Then, he opened his WhatsApp using the name, “J Kennedy,” added Taylor’s number, clarified

[Patient, what issues would you like to

phone and typed a long string of text. His finger was already on the send button, but after hesitating

was about to hit send, he couldn’t muster the courage. After five or six hesitations, Kieran simply turned off his phone

was driving, asked with concern, “Sir, you seem a bit

looked up at Karl in the rear-view

“Go ahead.”

you get along with your

on the road, a nervous Karl glanced at

it.” Kieran picked up his phone and turned

had asked, he figured he should politely answer. “Sir, me and my wife are