Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children novel Chapter 645

Chapter 645 

The air at night was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and it was pungent and unpleasant. 

At 8:30 pm, Earl led Catherine in through the ward‘s door. 

Adina‘s fingers, which were hidden underneath the blanket, curled up. She looked indifferent as she said, “Ms. Catherine, / apologize for my reckless behavior. I hope you‘ll forgive me.” 

Catherine pursed her red lips coldly. 

All her life, she had never been slapped in the face. 

If Earl had not called her personally, she would not have come to treat Adina. 

She pursed her lips without answering, and Earl glanced at her menacingly. 

Only then did she purse her lips and say, “That‘s in the past. I didn‘t mind it.” 

She walked up to the bed and appeared to get to work. “Ms. Daugherty, can you describe your condition to me?” 

Adina lay in bed and remained silent. 

“Mr. Winters, can you leave for a moment?” Catherine turned around and said, “It‘s best not to have a third party present during psychotherapy. Please cooperate.” 

Earl looked at Adina. It meant that he was asking Adina if she needed him to stay. 

The situation angered Catherine further. 

This man was always in dangerous situations. He had been fearless, recalcitrant, and ruthless in everything he did. Had he ever asked others for permission? 

Catherine slowly fitted the role of a doctor, and her voice became softer. “Do you still remember when you first had your nightmare and what happened that day?” 

“It was the day I gave birth. I was locked up in the warehouse, and I was going into labor, but my family was afraid that I would embarrass them, so they didn‘t send me to the hospital. Therefore, I gave birth to the kids alone in the warehouse, and I bled a lot.” Adina grabbed her hair in distress. Then, she took a big breath. “So–Sorry, I lost control over my emotions. I can‘t continue anymore. Can I have a cup of coffee before I resume?” 

Catherine frowned. 

She had met other patients who made different requests during treatment, so she nodded indifferently. “Have it your way.” 

Adina picked up the coffee from the bedside table and chuckled in resignation. “It‘s a little cold. I‘ll ask Duke to buy another cup for me.” 

Catherine’s expression darkened again. 

A man like Earl would actually buy coffee for Adina. It was truly hard to imagine.