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Chapter 830
Conrad was stunned. There was a moment when he selfishly thought to himself to forget about the treatment. He
only wanted her to stay by his side.
He would give her everything that she needed. He would protect her.
Once their children were born, they would watch their children grow up together.
They would never be separated ever again.
“Mr. Maxwell?” Marcus realized that something was wrong with Conrad.
“Treat her!” Conrad dispelled the evil thoughts in his mind. “No matter what happens, her health is much more
important.”
Marcus nodded. “The treatment of mental illnesses requires the support of the patient’s
closest friends and family. If you won’t support her, not only would it be bad for her condition, but it would worsen it
too. If there are any problems between you two, accommodate her. Don’t start a fight with her.”
Conrad nodded. “Sure.”
“Well, this is where we should end for now. Once I’ve understood everything there is to know, I’ll think of
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇttreatment.” Marcus sat into his chair lazily.
Once Conrad left his study, Marcus called Jason’s number.
Once the call went through, he explained everything in the simplest way possible. “I’m the psychologist that Conrad
Maxwell has hired. My name is Marcus White.”
Jason was stunned for a moment. “Excuse me?”
“As the person that Mrs. Maxwell can’t forget, I would like your cooperation. If you’re free, could you come to my
place for a session?” A smile appeared on Marcus’s pale face. He was much warmer when speaking with Conrad
and Fia.
“Sure. When are you free?”
“Before bedtime, preferably. I’m free before then. If it’s convenient for you, maybe you can treat me to a meal
too?”
“Sure,” Jason said. “I’ll send you an address once I’ve made the booking.”
After he hung up, Jason decided to not join an important meeting that he was supposed to attend. He then left the
company.
Half an hour later, he saw Marcus who was sitting in the private room he booked. He appeared to have arrived just
a few minutes earlier.
“Mr. Evans?”
“That’s right.” Jason extended his hand.
Marcus waved instead. “Forget about the pleasantries. It’s too much for a person like me. Let’s order something.”
“Sure.” Jason rang the bell to call for the waiter. After asking Marcus for his preferences, he
ordered several dishes to their liking.
It was a very balanced meal, with meat and vegetables.
“Mr. White, you…”
“We can talk about it after the meal.” Marcus was starving.
Jason frowned. The meal wasn’t even ready yet. What was there to talk about?
Marcus took out a hamburger from his pocket and ate in front of him.
Jason was speechless. Was he really reliable?
Once Marcus finished his hamburger, the first dish was served.
He started digging in without giving even a signal.
“Please continue, Mr. White. I need to make a call.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Sure.” Marcus didn’t even give Jason a glance and simply continued to eat.
Jason walked out of the room and gave the director a call and asked about Marcus.
He found out from the director that he was indeed reliable and was a renowned psychologist.
He then gave Kent a call, hoping Kent would help him find out more about the man.
At this point, Kent had already been awake for almost twenty hours as he kept on searching for information on
Peter.
When he received his call, he yelled out angrily, “Jason Evans! What did I tell you? Don’t interfere with Fia’s affairs!
She has a husband!”
“Conrad’s the one that asked the psychologist to call me. I have a duty to find out if he’s reliable or not,” Jason said
irritatingly. “What’s with all the yelling? Why are you so angry?”
“I’m almost dying from overworking because of all of you!” Kent said as he drank a glass of water. “It’s just a
psychologist, right? It should be quite quick. I’ll call you back in half an hour.”
He had spent almost twenty hours just investigating Peter and couldn’t find anything useful at all.
He felt so irritated!
He supposed he could treat investigating the psychologist as a little distraction to release all his stress.
By the time that Jason got back to the private room, Marcus had already finished two dishes that they were meant
to share. There were two more and a soup that hadn’t been served yet.
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