Chapter 191
Zar stood frozen, replaying Charlotte’s parting words to his mind.
She had said, “Don’t ever do something like that again.”
meanshe still cared about him?
Did that m
She cared about whether he lived or died, She didn’t want him to throw his life away so easily.
A spark of hope lit up in Zac’s chest. His eyes turned red
He knew it. Charlotte wasn’t that heartless.
There was still hope.
The villa sean bought for Charlotte was a seaside mansion. It spanned over six hundred square meters, complete with a large swimming pool and a spacious backyard
From the swing in the garden, she could see the vast, clear blue ocean
The villa was fully furnished and equipped with all the latest appliances, all in the style she loved. It was clear Sean had put a lot of thought into it.
Charlotte directed the movers on where to place her belongings.
She left all the fumiture and appliances from her old apartment behind, bringing only her personal items.
Once everything was set, she took a warm shower, then collapsed onto the soft, comfortable bed and fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.
– Eugene was womed. He thought Zac was having a serious mental brealulown
Zac kept lying to hamself, insisting that Charlotte still loved him.
Whenever Eugene visited, he would hear Zac talking to himself. But when he listened closely, he realized Zac was having full conversations with an imaginary
Charlotte.
Eugene gently parted Zac’s shoulder. “Dude, you’re scaring me.‘
But acdidn’t seem to hear him. He just kept chatting with his imaginary Charlotte, and he seemed genuinely happy doing it.
Even at mealtime, Zac would insist on setting out an extra set of utensils, saying it was for Charlotte.
Eger tried everything to convince Zac to see a therapist, but Zac stubbornly refused.
“I’m not crazy,” Zac insisted.
n the end, Eugene and Ethat had no choice but to physically drag him to the hospital
therapist they found was a woman in her thirties named Dr. Anna Hill.
she had a neat, short haircut, calm, elegant demeanor, and a reputation as one of the most experienced therapists in Jersey City
One workday attemoon, just after her lunch break, Anna amived at the hospital as usual.
But she hadn’t even settled into her office when Zac was brought in, practically against his will.
Over the years, Auta had seen her share of troubled patients, but someone like Zac was a rare case.
was young, handsome and ealthy. By conventional standards, people like him weren’t supposed to sutter from heartbreak
Il anything, society expected the rich to treat
teat love like a game. Their’s even a saying: “If you’re young, successful, and driving a Bentley, love is just another game.
For somedor of Zat’s status, love was supposed to be insigadicant–aminor part of the compared to money, power, and reputation. But this young man was the exception
Lar was pesisting atters with everything he had.
me gol l’an not särk I want to leave!” Zac shouted, struggling against Eugene and Ellait.
rubbed bertemples, feeling a headache coming on the lontediately recognized how serious this case was.
Not only was Zac suffering, but his condition serited severe
Stepping into her role, she quickly began a calm, professional conversation with Zac
Gradually, Zac’s aggression eased, and be started responding to her questions.
Anna explained to him that his mental state was extremely dangerous
“Given your carent state, you’re at high risk of doing something extreme.”
Zac let out a bitter laugh. “To be honest with you, I already have.”
Anna’s brows turrowed slightly.
“I tried to all myself a few days ago,” zac murmured, his voice flat. “But Italled.”
As he spoke, he pushed up his sleeve, revealing a jagged scar on his left wrist
“This scar.” he whispered, “is proof of how mach loved her.”
