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Chapter 347
“Silas, arrange an appointment for me with a reputable psychiatrist.”
“For the madam?”
“Don’t ask!”
Conrad went to see the psychiatrist. After a string of tests, his expression was extremely gloomy.
If it wasn’t because of Fia, he would never have come.
“Mr. Maxwell, allow me to get straight to the point with you. You do indeed have a mood disorder.”
“Impossible!” Conrad said angrily. “I’m obsessed with my wife!”
The doctor shook his head and said, “That’s because she’s your wife. Have you ever had a girlfriend other than
your wife? Were you obsessed with her? Or maybe had a feeling of fascination toward her?”
Conrad was immediately stunned.
He tried to recall the feelings he had for Esme.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWas he obsessive about her? Was he passionate about her?
No. He only felt that she was alright. That she was suitable.
“Other than your wife, has anyone touched your heart?” the doctor asked even more seriously.
“Touched my heart?” There was confusion in Conrad’s face. “I think I love my wife.”
“You think? Can you be sure that you love her?”
“I can…” Conrad frowned as he swallowed the words that he was going to say next. “The feelings I have for her are
a lot different than others.”
The doctor thought about it and said, “Then, she might be the cure for your disorder.”
Conrad looked at the doctor like he was looking at a fool. “Do you even know what you’re talking about? You’re a
doctor, not a storyteller!”
“Mr. Maxwell, if you don’t believe me, you can leave. I’m not begging you,” the doctor said angrily and pridefully.
“But you have to be prepared because you don’t know how to sincerely love someone. You don’t even know how to
tell your feelings apart!
“So, you will inevitably hurt your wife in the future!”
When Conrad thought about Fia, he once again settled down.
“Then what do you think I should do?”
“First of all, you need to recognize that you have a mood disorder. You then need to listen to my advice and find a
way to solve this. You need to open up and learn how to interact with those from whom you feel differently. You
need to learn how to enjoy your life with her!”
Conrad was locking his brows together.
“What’s the method then?”
The doctor then looked at him in disdain. “You need to tell me more so I can analyze it.”
Conrad then remembered how Fia blamed him for not feeling sad when they lost their child.
He then said, “We lost our child and I really felt sad, but she believed that I didn’t feel sad at all. No matter how I
explained it, that was how she believed it.”
“Then, Mr. Maxwell, how do you describe your sadness?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmConrad was stunned for a moment and said, “I was feeling upset and I wanted to kill that driver the moment I found
out about it. I was even very stern with my ex–girlfriend. And then…”
“Stop.” The doctor didn’t know how he should feel about this. “Mr. Maxwell. You didn’t feel sad and you didn’t cry as
you held your wife, right?”
“Why would a man cry like that?”
“Mr. Maxwell, you reject the feeling of sadness in your heart. You believe it to be a weakness, but that was actually
your mood disorder!”
After Conrad left the hospital, he drove a couple of rounds before returning to the mansion.
When the car stopped on the lawn, he didn’t get out immediately. Instead, he made a call.
“Do you think I have a mood disorder?”
“What? You’ve only just realized?” The man on the other end laughed sarcastically at him. “I guess I should
congratulate you for finally finding out.”
“Die!” Conrad cursed and then hung up his call with Victor before making another call.
“Do you think I have a mood disorder?”
The woman on the other end was stunned for a bit when she realized what Conrad was asking. Instantly, the
mystery that had been plaguing her for so long unraveled.
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