Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 34 The Man She Once Loved Deeply

Alaric looked at the thick stack of documents with disbelief. Galatea explained,

"Your condition is serious. You must adhere strictly to the regimen I've outlined. It's a long process and requires ongoing, strict self-discipline. If the patient doesn't cooperate, not even God can save them!" "I'm not just trying to scare you!" Seeing Alaric's nonchalant attitude, Galatea reminded him again, "Your last episode almost killed you, and your delusional disorder has reached a very severe stage." "I'll say it again, I do not have a delusional disorder!" Every time Galatea mentioned it, Alaric got angry.

"No one with a mental illness ever admits to having one," she rebutted.

Alaric fell silent.

"Don't worry, though. I have strict professional ethics. I assure you that your reputation is safe with me. It's just a delusion, treating someone else's child as your own. It's not yet a danger to society, something you can easily conceal," she reassured with a hint of sarcasm.

Alaric was at a loss for words.

"How's your sleep been?" inquired Galatea.

"Not good." Alaric had to admit the truth. Perhaps because he had been comatose for three years, he'd been plagued by insomnia ever since. Add to that Caspian's illness, and a good night's sleep had become a luxury.

an improvement in your health, better sleep is a top priority." Galatea swelled with pride as she continued, "You're lucky to have me as your personal physician. I've got quite the knack for treating insomnia. Just two

was confident in her skills, regardless of the severity of the

you're a surgeon. Treating insomnia seems

but I've got practical experience with insomnia." Galatea couldn't help but delve into her story. "Ambrose suffered so badly from insomnia that he could hardly sleep once a day. After my physical therapy, he began to

she shared this

could she

change, Alaric casually asked, "Ambrose, was he your

could still vividly remember how happy she was on their engagement day, thinking she'd live in bliss every day henceforth. But the tragedy struck too fast, catching her off guard. 'Terrified, she called

Alone, she dealt with her father's affairs. Alone, she crouched in a dark room, listening to the relentless pounding of creditors at the door. 'That was the darkest time of her life when she needed him the most, and

to reality. Unaware, tears had once again streaked down her

tissue and lowering her head to dab her tears, "I'm sorry, that was my fault

shift from pride to sudden despondence

with your situation," Galatea said, trying to regain her composure. "I can't promise a

agreed, finding no reason to doubt her assurance

for physical therapy sessions on Wednesdays

"Sure."