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.

lucky to have me as your personal physician. I've got quite the knack for treating insomnia. Just two

her skills, regardless of the severity

you're a surgeon. Treating insomnia seems

Internal medicine is not my forte, 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 improve within a week and significantly so within a month. He called me a

bubbly as she shared this but then

she saying? How could she mention him so

Alaric casually asked,

it wasn't true. Ambrose Vale, her fiancé, the man she had loved with all her might. The same man who pushed her into hopelessness, back into hell. 'She could still vividly remember how happy she was on their engagement day, thinking she'd live in bliss every day henceforth. But the

father's corpse all night. 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

back to reality. Unaware,

the tissue and lowering her head to dab her tears, "I'm

time that Alaric had seen Galatea cry. Just moments ago, he had clearly seen her face shift from pride to sudden despondence and then to an overwhelming sorrow that she could not contain. 'Subconscious reactions don't lie. She must have truly loved her late husband,'

apologize. Let's continue with your situation," Galatea said, trying to regain her composure. "I can't promise a cure, but it'll definitely

to doubt her

therapy sessions on Wednesdays and

"Sure."