When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind novel Chapter 368

Chapter 368 A Complex Psychological Condition

Jean curled her lip. “If I’d known you had a patient in here, I wouldn’t have come so early.”

Just as she said that, Samuel’s eyes landed on Hector.

He stared quietly for a few seconds, his brows faintly furrowing as a flicker of surprise crossed his expression.

Hector’s condition right now was… odd.

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He had been stuck in a state of chronic mania and insomnia for a long time. Even medication hadn’t helped much.

When his manic episodes peaked, he’d completely lose control–unable to recognize friend from foe.

As for sleep? He hadn’t truly rested in what felt like forever. Sleeping pills were like poison–offering only temporary relief with no real solution.

Samuel could always see the exhaustion in Hector’s bloodshot eyes.

And yet here he was, sitting quietly with his eyes shut, fully asleep.

He’s actually asleep?

The more Samuel looked, the more unbelievable it seemed. This problem that had plagued them for so long–suddenly, there was a breakthrough?

But what had made the difference?

Could it be…

Samuel turned to Jean, locking eyes with her. “What exactly did you do to him?”

Jean blinked, clearly not expecting that question. She pouted and muttered, “What do you mean, what did I do to him? You should be asking what he did to me…”

Samuel was taken aback for a second. He frowned and asked, “Just tell me what happened?”

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14:10 Mon, 26 May 19M.

You startled him while he was in a dissociative state-

Jean raised an eyebrow.

“Oh wow.”

“So you’re saying I actually got lucky? He didn’t beat me half to death, and I made it out alive?”

Hearing her inner voice, Samuel’s frown deepened.

It really was strange that she came out of that unharmed.

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“That’s why I asked what you did,” Samuel said more firmly now. “What made him suddenly stop attacking and fall asleep like that?”

“You know how long it’s been since he had a proper night’s sleep? This is a miracle.”

“What I did?” Jean echoed, trying to retrace the moment in her head. “I didn’t do anything special… I just called his name. Said a few things to him.”

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