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Chapter 852
“You cannot terrorize yourself using your own delusions and convict your husband of a crime he did not do,” Marcus
said. He was wearing dark-colored traditional garb today. Along with his long hair tied behind his head, he looked
like a Zen master.
Fia couldn’t help but smile. “Which temple did you come from, master?”
Marcus smiled and said, “The temple is where the Buddha is, and the Buddha is in my heart.”
Fia couldn’t continue the conversation anymore.
He was like someone who wasn’t bound to this world’s primal instincts and needs.
Maybe because he had gone crazy once? After he had recovered, he didn’t really care that much about the world
anymore.
If she had gone crazy too, would she have ended up like him?
To be reborn after her madness, so that nothing could ever hurt her again?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“I’m still part of this mortal world,” Marcus said in time. “I’m just like any other human being. It’s just that my
experiences made me see beyond what our life has to offer.”
Fia asked, “Why did you choose to become a psychiatrist?”
“I’ve experienced it once, so I want to help those who I like,” Marcus said as he looked at Fia deeply. “Don’t think
that you can be reborn after you have finished dwelling in your madness. It’s best that you don’t reach that stage.”
Fia’s eyes suddenly turned red. “Then, do you have someone that you hate?”
Marcus’s eyes trembled. “Yes, I do.”
Fia continued asking, “Will you lose control if you see your enemy?”
Marcus lowered his eyes and said, “I don’t know. I’ve never seen him. However, I’m sure that I won’t let the
madness consume me. I want to be someone mentally healthy.”
“…If becoming mentally healthy requires you to put down your hatred, will you do it?” Fia asked earnestly.
Marcus’s expression became serious. “I haven’t seen him yet, so I can’t make the conclusion. this early.”
He suddenly smiled at Fia as he looked at her. “What about you?”
“I’m no god. I can’t let it go… Not after all that had happened because of her,” Fia said. She went silent for a
moment and then added, “I’m feeling quite conflicted, to be honest. The reason that she could hurt me is all
because of Conrad. Sometimes, I believe that Conrad was an accessory. My grandma’s death. She…”
Marcus quietly listened to Fia telling him the story of her grandmother’s death. After she was done, he gave her a
cup of tea. “Have some.”
Fia smelled the tea’s fragrance and took a sip. She then frowned. “It’s bitter.”
“Your heart can loosen up a bit if you taste some bitterness in your mouth,” Marcus said.
Fia suddenly felt that what he said was right. After a few more sips, she wasn’t feeling as upset anymore. “Can you
give me some of your tea?”
“There’s plenty in the cupboard back in the living room. Just take some when you leave,” Marcus said before pulling
her attention back to her treatment.
Fia wasn’t as resistant as before and answered everything. She was no longer hiding things.
“Can you please let me go out and have a walk? It’s so boring being stuck in this apartment the whole day,” Esme
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsaid to the two bodyguards after she opened the apartment door.
The two bodyguards said with cold expressions, “Go back inside!”
“Come on, please. I won’t run off too far. Just inside this neighborhood, alright?” Esme said pitifully. “I’m getting a
bit sick having to stay inside.”
After pleading for a while, one of the bodyguards asked, “Maybe just let her have a walk downstairs?”
The other bodyguard said, “That’s against orders, right?”
“We can both watch her together.”
“Fine.”
Esme thanked them profusely and began taking a walk in the neighborhood together with the two bodyguards.
She picked a place near a street and sat down, then talked to the two bodyguards. “Are you two thirsty? Do you
want to drink anything?”
“No,” the two of them replied at the same time.
“Are you hungry then? Do you want to eat something? We can get it from there.” Esme pointed at a small
supermarket by the neighborhood entrance.