The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 236

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 236: The Psychologist's Visit

Christopher NOV

Angela had locked me out again. She was starving herself to death, and medicine hand failed. I was out of time

I turned to David, who waited silently in the hallway.

“Davil, go find a psychologist, 1 ondered, the words bitter on my tongue. "Immediately."

David's expression shifted from surprise to something resembling hope. A psychologist, sir? You want to arrange therapy for Mrs.

Wilson?"

"Isn't that what I just said? 1 snapped, irritated by his sudden enthusiasm.

"Ill make the arrangements inmediately," he said, turning to leave.

-a distinguished man in his fifties with silver-streaked hair and observant eyes. I led him

Hours later, the psychologist. arrived-a directly to Angela's suite.

The room was dim despite the afternoon sunshine outside. Angela sat on the sofa, wrapped in a blanket, looking frail and vacant. She barely acknowledged our entrance.

Dr. Mercer, this is Angela Wilson," I said, watching the doctor's face for his reaction to her deteriorated state.

The psychologist approached slowly, taking the chair opposite Angel. "Mrs. Wilson, I'm Dr. Mercer. I'm here to help, if you'll allow

Angela's eyes flicked toward him, then away, saying nothing

Dr. Mercer turned to me. "Mr. Blake, I believe it would be beneficial I could speak with Mrs. Wilson privately."

I stiffened. "Privately?"

"Yes. Patients often find it easier to express themselves freely without others present"

jaw clenched. "How long

much she's willing to share, Dr.

reluctantly. "Tll be

minutes stretching like hours. After harely ten minutes, the door

was quick,

refuses to communicate

minutes and you're giving up? Is this what I'm paying your exorbitant fee

assured me. "But perhaps you could help me connect with her. What

brings her

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gard. After five years of observing Angela's life, I should have had a ready answer, Instead, I found myself silent, searching my memory for genuine moments of

sure."

"You don't know what interests

further. 'Is this

the nature of your relationship with Mrs. Wilson?

necessary information? I

her closest relationships is

no response,

thoughtfully. "I'll see if I can establish

longer. I paced the hallway, anxiety mounting with each

psychological barriers are quite strong," he reported.

say anything at all?" I

I mentioned leaving this place. Her eyes widened, her breathing changed-she clearly

about that topic."

tightened. "And

carefully, "Perhaps an honest conversation between you two might yield better results. After all, sometimes the person who

business card, "I can return tomorrow if needed. But in the

his steady gaze unsettled me. "Why are

"Mr. Blake,

have

YOU

seeking psychological support

expression darkened immediately.

a professional observation-and a sincere recommendation," he added, before

her side, eyes closed though I knew she wasn't sleeping Her fragility both angered and devastated me. How could

before retreating to

I said firmly, "I need you to locate Aria and

registered surprise, then