This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Tina’s heart sank. She knew her overreaction was making Toby suspicious, so she clenched her fists and composed herself. “I’m not scared. Just worried.” She shook her head.

“About what?” Toby was still gazing at her.

Tina put on a worried look. “He might lock me up in an asylum. I’ve seen it on TV. The doctors lock all the patients with dissociative identity disorder up in an asylum. He might do the same to me too, Toby.” She held Toby’s sleeve tightly.

Toby patted her head, calming her down by telling her, “He won’t. What you saw on TV was just for dramatic effect. The psychologist will only guide you. Nothing else.”

“Really?” Tina stared at him, still looking worried.

Toby nodded. “Yes, so relax.”

“If you say so, Toby. I need to use the restroom now.” She let him go and pretended to heave a sigh of relief.

Toby nodded. “Sure.”

Tina turned around and went straight to the restroom, but the moment she closed the door, her face darkened. Right after she sat on the toilet seat, she made a call.

It went through in a second. Tim just went through a surgery, so his voice was weak. “What is it, Tina?”

Tina gripped her phone tightly, whispering, “I need your help, Tim.”

Something flashed across his eyes. “What is it? Sonia’s pregnancy?”

“No. We can put that aside. Toby just got a psychologist for me. Said he’s going to get me to consult him. But I’m not even mentally ill. What if the psychologist exposes me?” Panic and worry were showing up on Tina’s face. If Toby had told her that he was finding her a psychologist, she would have had time to get the psychologist on her side. But with how sudden it was, Tina had no time to build any connection, much to her chagrin.

him to do. “So you want me to come up with an idea to deal with the psychologist, and you want him to diagnose you with dissociative identity disorder.” He adjusted

right. Can you come up with something,

“The psychologist will try to pull your ‘alter ego’ out during the session so he can see if you really have dissociative identity disorder. What you

frown creased

act. Your ‘alter ego’ is someone who despises Sonia

a professional this time. You

investigating units had psychologists as their consultants, since they could easily see

your part and leave the rest to me.

no choice but to put her trust in Tim. She had no better plan otherwise. “Alright, I understand.” She forced

“Do you

“I don’t.” Tina frowned.

see. It’s fine. Tell

“Sure.” Tina nodded.

the call ended, she heaved a sigh and flushed the toilet bowl, pretending she was using the restroom. Then, she went

so he didn’t even

so she wanted to see what made him so engrossed. “What are you doing, Toby?” She went over to

darkened, then he

seemingly believing what Toby told her. She didn’t ask further, but when she stared down, her eyes were filled with darkness. Nothing? I saw you stalking Sonia. “Oh, right, Toby.” Remembering what Tim wanted her to ask, Tina held Toby’s hand and fiddled with his fingers. “You

the cup of iced coffee on his table and had

and she kept asking, “Really? Sounds like a pro. You must have spent a lot of money to hire him. Who

the question. Since he thought she was curious,