Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1897

When Chandler returned home, Helen was sitting on the couch in her pajamas, playing on the laptop. He took off his coat, walked over, and casually lay down on her lap, pushing the laptop aside.

Helen took the opportunity to massage his temples. "You reek of alcohol; you must have drunk a lot today, huh?"

"Abigail's father complained a lot to me, so I had a few more drinks with him," Chandler said weakly. When Dominic mocked Stanson, it was exactly like how Abigail would argue with someone.

"Well, that's a friendship across generations. It's quite nice; you can have another person to talk to in the future." Helen was happy for him.

She turned to look at the clock on the wall and quickly let go of his hand, urging him to get up. "You move aside first, and I'll help you run a bath. It's getting late; you should take a bath and rest early."

"Wait a minute." Chandler grabbed her hand and placed it on his face. Then, he opened his bleary eyes to gaze at her longingly. "Dear, please take off this mask."

"I'll take it off after you sleep." Helen coaxed him patiently.

"Take it off now. I miss you; I miss your true self. I'll just look at it for a while, okay?" Chandler's voice was hoarse and slightly tearful, sounding almost like he was whining.

Helen's heart softened, and she couldn't bear to reject him. After much effort, she took off Kaylee's mask in front of someone for the first time in seven years.

The moment she took off the mask, she instinctively raised a hand to cover the scar on her face. Chandler removed her hand and held her face gently, feeling her facial features inch by inch with his fingertips.

When he touched the scar, his movements became more careful, as though he wasn't touching human skin, but a fragile bubble that could burst at any time.

Helen lowered her head and asked softly, "Am I ugly?"

Actually, she knew that the scar had faded a lot compared to before, but such a large area still appeared to be very noticeable at first glance.

"No." Chandler shook his head, and his eyes became teary. "I just feel very guilty and heartbroken that I didn't protect you well. But luckily, you're still the same as before; nothing has changed."

"Ms. Hunt has experienced immense trauma, which leads to various degrees of psychological and mental problems. It is unlikely that she will recover in a short period of time. We would suggest that the patient be hospitalized for treatment."

"Hospitalization isn't the point. I just want to know if she can be cured." Taylor hated such ambiguous statements.

"It depends on the extent of the patient's trauma. As you know, doctors can only alleviate the symptoms of this illness, and the rest depends on the patient herself."

If it all depended on the patient, then why did they even come to see a doctor? In short, these foreign doctors just didn't want to take responsibility.

If it weren't for the need to guard against Aiden right now, he would have already taken her to seek medical treatment in another country.

But for now, he could only follow the doctor's advice and arrange for Lucy's hospitalization.