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."

to say

me and you broke his hand. Don't you think you

didn't understand

in this room. Yesseca, don't you

couldn't quite put

psychologist. He was going to drive me over to his office, but I wasn't in the mood to do that, so I asked him if we could have the session

you'd let a

looked at her feet, her thick and long

she couldn't hide her sadness in her voice. "I saw my brother

Tremaine held his breath.

the window with a trembling finger. "Last night, I saw my brother by the window. His face was there. I called my sister over. My sister and brother-in-law searched

you think?" Tremaine asked

a moment. After a short while, the corners of

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

He just stood

walked towards the

He opened the window.

face outside this window?" He

Yesseca nodded.

is the

know. That's why I said I was having a nightmare. How could

stared at the

back of the window

fingers had

doing?" Yesseca saw Tremaine moving

finger away and

with

Yesseca and asked,

and said, "No. The psychologist helped me out a lot, but..." She

Tremaine with her eyes

for an explanation. She was mad at him

he was looking at an idiot. "Your pretty slow on the take up."

softly, "I'll get someone to send

Yesseca suddenly understood.

he said that real

How was Tremaine

Quartley, do you even know who he is? How are you even going to find him to give

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