The psychologist was in a lot of pain. He wanted to say something but didn't dare to. Tremaine glanced at the psychologist with his deep, dark eyes, slightly taken aback.

He had always been in control of himself, but he didn't know why he'd acted so impulsively just now.

He never imagined he would do that.

When he gathered himself and regained control of himself. He looked at Yesseca and realized that nothing had happened between her and the psychologist.

Tremaine said reservedly, "I'll get someone to take you to the hospital."

The psychological expert didn't say anything, but Yesseca found this incredibly unjust.

She looked at Tremaine resentfully and said, "You break his wrist and won't even apologize?"

Tremaine saw the anger in Yesseca's eyes.

He then replied coldly, "Then he can take himself to the hospital."

Yesseca was speechless.

The psychologist was pretty sharp. He could tell that Tremaine wasn't someone to be trifled with.

He laughed weakly and said, "It's not a big deal. I'll head to the hospital by myself. I'll go..."

After saying that, he quickly slipped away.

Yesseca was worried. "Doctor, don't go..."

She hurried after him but then someone grabbed her wrist.

Tremaine looked at her coldly and said, "What? You want to keep him at your place?"

Yesseca stared at him in silence.

She looked at him in disbelief, "Mr. Quartley, don't you think you've gone too far?"

"I don't think so."

"You don't think so?"

"No."

nothing to say

the psychologist came to see me and you broke his hand. Don't you think you should apologize?" Tremaine glanced at Yesseca. "Real apologies don't come

didn't understand what he

Yesseca, don't you think you owe me an explanation?" Yesseca

she couldn't quite put her finger

to put aside the idea that it was "her fault" for now and said, "My doctor recommended me to a psychologist. He was going to drive me over to his office, but I wasn't in the mood to do that, so I

that you'd let a man into your

feet, her thick and long

hide her sadness in her voice. "I saw my brother last

Tremaine held his breath.

saw my brother by the window. His face was there. I called my sister over. My sister and brother-in-law searched the entire area but couldn't find him. They said that I must have had

think?" Tremaine asked while staring at

of her lips curled up

lip. "I know that my brother is dead. This is a fact. Maybe I just miss him

He just stood there, posing a stoic

then walked

He opened the window.

brother's face outside this

Yesseca nodded.

the

know. That's why I said I was having a nightmare. How could someone run up to the second floor and stick their face at my window? That'd

at the

at the back of the window and narrowed

fingers had touched

doing?" Yesseca saw

finger

replied with

and asked, "Are you all

"No. The psychologist helped me out a lot,

eyes widened. "But you,

for an explanation. She was mad at him that she didn't

looked at Yesseca as though he was looking at an idiot.

get someone to send him

Yesseca suddenly understood.

said that real apologies don't come

the psychologist was already gone. How was Tremaine

you even know who he is? How are you even going to find him to give him the money? Tell me." "Rogun Lawson, his practice is

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