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."

had nothing to say to

me and you broke his hand. Don't you think you should apologize?" Tremaine glanced at Yesseca. "Real apologies don't come from

didn't understand what he

alone together in this room. Yesseca, don't you think you owe me an explanation?" Yesseca felt that this whole situation

put her

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

is so important that you'd let

her feet, her thick and long eyelashes concealed her

hide her emotions, she couldn't hide her sadness in her voice. "I saw

Tremaine held his breath.

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 a nightmare and brought in a psychologist

what do you think?" Tremaine asked while staring at

was quiet for a moment. After a short while, the corners of her lips curled up into a selfmocking

lip. "I know that my brother is dead. This is a fact.

anything. He just stood there, posing

walked

He opened the window.

brother's face outside

Yesseca nodded.

the

a nightmare. How could someone run up to the

stared at

finger at the back of the window and narrowed his

had touched something

Yesseca

finger away and

replied with a

Yesseca and asked,

shook her head and said, "No. The psychologist helped me

with her eyes widened. "But you, you broke his

She was mad at him that she didn't

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

"I'll get someone to send him some

Yesseca suddenly understood.

that real apologies don't

gone. How was Tremaine

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

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