Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

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ushered och into the mom, her voice polite as she said to the man, "Mr. Woodard, we appreciate your help"

Yoshi's medical fles had been sent ahead and Sherman Woodard, with a nod, indicated for Yoselin to take a seat. But Yoselin, on edge since her eval, could only stare at her feet, her hands tightly intertwined and her face a pale mask of anxiety,

"Tecay Sherman coased, his voice gentle

Then Yoselin sat down her eyes drifting shut as she followed his guidance, though her fingers continued to clench her clothing in a white-knuckled

Later Sherman attempted to hypnotize her, a routine Vasmine had performed countless times that usually sent Yoselin off to sleep in no time. But this time. Po matter the questions posed. Yoselin remained stubbornly silent.

Perang her records, Sherman muttered in disbelief. This isn't right. It's not supposed to happen."

lernes res narrowed slightly. The kidnapping must have really messed with her head"

But free couldn't help but think, Yoselin's psyche is really fragile!

Determined to prove his prowess, Sherman delved into Yoselin's subconscious. Yet, when he mentioned the color red, Yoselin's calm facade shuttered

Her eyes flew open, and with a sudden, sharp scream, she pointed at Sherman, her voice a raw echo of agony. The noise didn't take long to draw Nathan's attention

He stepped in shielding Yoselin with a protective stance. "What's wrong with Yoselin? How are you treating her?" he asked, his demand urgent. Having seen Yoselin's episodes before, Nathan was particularly pained. Those around him scrambled to comfort Yoselin, each hoping to impress Nathan, but their efforts only made munters worse.

Yuran cradled her head, her body folding into a squat as her cries resonated like a child's sobs

Nathan's

is expression darkened, his command firm "Get Ms. Sanchez here!"

scattered, Irene's grip on her

found Yasmine in the backyard. "Ms. Sanchez, bad

as she looked at the servant. Yoselin might still be withdrawn, but she shouldn't be having an

during tiratiment

finding a crowd encircling Yoselin, and she immediately barked out orders. "Clear

the room had turned into a

Nathan quickly supported her. "Clear

only

words a whisper to Yoselin. "Yoselin, it's just me.

watched Yoselin's distress,

recognizable and soothing as possible and covering Yoselin's hands with her own, "You're safe now, Remember! I told you Til come for you, juu like

hair, her voice gentle. "Who

replied. "The man

said everything was red. Her words were

what Sherman was attempting and questioned him, "You're a psycholog Looking confused.

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know Yoselin can't handle situational immersion"

defended himself. "Ms. Sanchez, it's a common approach for those with psychological trauma. I have years of experience. You might not understand since you're just a psychology consultant at school." Yasmine scoffed,

different methods, and it's not

to help

him, focusing on Yoselin "Right now, Yoselin is the priority. I don't want to argue with you

managed

calmed

felt a pang of sadness. "We owe it

had invited Sherman, not expecting this outcome. Thinking of this, she glared

brought in another doctor, Irene said, filled with guilt. She didn't