The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 517

Ryan replied without hesitation, "Of course, you're more important."

Aeolian raised his chin and smiled smugly. "Then you won't be going to watch her show, right?"

"I still have to go."

Aeolian went crazy. "Ryan, if you continue like this, I'm going to complain to Aiden!"

"He's busy with a major case and will be in court the day after tomorrow. I'm afraid he doesn't have time to deal with you." Ryan shrugged and suggested teasingly, "Jaxson has just returned from an overseas inspection and has been in the consultation room recently. He has a lot of time. Why don't you look for him?"

Aeolian felt that Ryan had changed. 'He no longer dotes on me like before. He must be bewitched by that bitch Maeve. Otherwise, he would not treat me like this!

This gave Aeolian, who had been the favored one since she was a kid, a very bad feeling.

She had a feeling that Maeve would snatch something from her in the future.

If Maeve knew what she was thinking, she would definitely think that Aeolian was crazy.

What could an outsider like her steal from the heiress of the Soar family?

She

got off work early in the afternoon and went to a place with Bonnie.

Jaxson's Private Consulting Center.

Bonnie had already made an appointment for Maeve in advance. Maeve could just go straight to the consultation room when she arrived.

The person who gave Maeve psychological counseling some time ago was Anthony, Byron's private doctor, so she felt at

ease.

This time, facing an unfamiliar psychiatrist, she could not help but feel a little nervous.

"Bonnie, why don't you accompany me in?" Maeve grabbed Bonnie's hand and looked at her eagerly.

Bonnie laughed at her. "Why are you suddenly sociopathic? The doctor I arranged for you is a world-renowned top psychologist. There won't be another chance after this." "Are you sure you can't accompany me?"

"This is one-on-one. I can't enter even if I want to accompany you."

The two were tugging at each other when a soft cough suddenly came from behind them,

Maeve turned around and saw a refined man in a white coat standing there with his hands in his pockets and a pair of thin- rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. "Which one of you need counseling?"

Bonnie whispered to Maeve, "Are psychiatrists so good-looking these days? It's a waste not to be a celebrity with such a face."

Maeve coughed to cover her soft voice and said to the doctor, "I need it."

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"Are you an adult?" the male doctor asked again.

"Can't I come for counseling if I'm not an adult?" Maeve was puzzled.

The male doctor looked at her with a faint smile. "That's like this. It's just that your conversation just now made me think that you're still underage."

As an adult, she was still afraid of seeing a doctor. It could be seen that her mental age was very small. She was like a child.

Maeve didn't know what to say. 'Can't I suddenly feel nervous?'

The male doctor did not continue this topic. He pushed open the door and entered the consultation room. He said, "The one doing the consultation, come in."

Maeve and Bonnie looked at each other silently and she followed him in.

The consultation room was spacious and tidy. There was also a tall floor-to-ceiling window facing the river scenery outside, as well as the most iconic twin towers building in Kleymond. The scenery was excellent.

From the simple furnishings in the room, it could be seen that the owner of this place was a meticulous and slightly obsessed with cleanliness.

"What's your problem?" the psychiatrist asked Maeve after sitting down.

Maeye gulped. "Doctor, I know what I'm about to say might be a little ridiculous, but you have to believe that I'm not crazy."

"I'm a professional psychiatrist. I won't make a wrong judgment just because what you say is too unreasonable." The psychiatrist nodded calmly. "Please say it."

"Recently, I've been dreaming about my former crush. Although I can't see his face clearly, I vaguely feel that he's a handsome man. I've been chasing him in my dreams, but he ignores me. I'm very sad, and I even cry for no reason when I wake up." "And?"

"It's fine if it's just once or twice, but I wake up crying like this every time. My boyfriend even suspects that I have an affair." Maeve looked troubled. "I really don't have any feelings for the man anymore, but for some reason, I'm calm during the day and at night, my feelings suddenly surge."

The psychiatrist nodded slightly and wrote on a piece of paper: A mindless spiritual affair.]

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Maeve continued, "Recently, my dreams have become even more ridiculous and my direction has become more and more wrong. I don't know if it's because I've dreamed of him too many times or if it's because I subconsciously have improper thoughts about him, but I actually dreamed that I took advantage of his fever to force a kiss on him and was even pushed away by him."

She realized that the psychiatrist's gaze had changed and quickly waved her hand. "Doctor, I really don't like that. I can't control what I dream, right?"

The psychiatrist nodded and wrote on a piece of paper: [Sexually horny state caused by Aphrodisiac. Her boyfriend is in danger.]

"And then there was yesterday's dream. When I woke up, I actually treated my boyfriend as someone from the dream..." Maeve saw the psychiatrist writing something on a piece of paper. She glanced at a few words and immediately asked, Doctor, do you think I'm crazy now?" "Of course not." The psychiatrist picked up the paper and said calmly, "These are all normal from a psychological point of

view. Continue."

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Then, he calmly wrote a line of words on the paper: [Her mental disorder has caused a serious cognitive error. She's suspected to be crazy, but she doesn't seem to be crazy yet. Yes, I can see her brain, it might be more helpful for the diagnosis. But I can't do it. Aiden won't be willing to come to the police station to help me...] e willing to come to the police station to help me...

Fortunately, Maeve could not see what the leave quickly without looking back.

'Is this psychiatrist really serious?' Macve thou

Psychiatrist in front of her was writing. Otherwise, she would definitely

Half an hour later, Maeve, who had finish. osis,

desk behind her holding a file in his hand.

woke up from her recliner and saw the psychiatrist leaning against the

"Doctor, did I just say something?" Maeve asked uneasily.

The psychiatrist glanced at her and handed over the proposal in his hand.

Maeve originally thought that this hypnosis would awaken a portion of her memories, but she never expected that all the records were recipes.

"You just memorized the recipe for more than 20 minutes. Remember to fill up before you come for psychological counseling next time. There's no food here." This was the first time the psychiatrist had encountered such a difficult patient. His hypnosis had never failed.

'I really want to cut it open... Oh, no, it is illegal,' he thought.

Maeve's ears turned red. She scratched her toes so hard that she wished she could dig a hole and hide in it.

She wasn't crazy at first, but now she really felt like she was going crazy.

"I'll prescribe you some sleep-soothing medicine. You can come over for a second consultation next week," the psychiatrist said.

"Thank you," Maeve replied slowly, "By the way, I haven't asked for your name yet."

The psychiatrist tugged at the nameplate on his chest. "Isn't it written here? Haven't you looked at it for all this time you've been in here?"

Maeve laughed awkwardly. It was so embarrassing to stare at his chest.

At this moment, she saw the name on the nameplate and was instantly stuck.