Chapter 371 Guinevere stared coldly at the man in front of him. “Calm down? How can I calm down?”
If Hayden was here, at least he could calm her down a little.
But now, she was facing a psychiatrist who was unfamiliar to her, so she vented all the anger on him. “Is it you? Are you mocking me on purpose? You feel terrified seeing me like this, don‘t you?” “No, I...” He ran out of words. This was beyond his professional capability. “I think I should call Dr. Quirk...” She grabbed his phone and smashed it onto the floor. The black smartphone shattered into pieces.
The shards of glass were like her heart now, shattered and could never be glued back together again. She knew she was not sick.
She was just sick at heart.
As long as Weston was by her side, everything would be fine.
But he was not.
Where was he?
At Lowe Garden.
Belle had packed her bags and was a little reluctant to leave the place.
But Guinevere was chasing after her, as if she wanted to kill her. Hence, she had no other way but to leave first.
“Belle, right? You‘d better cooperate, otherwise we shall not guarantee your safety!”
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