"Tyler would usually get really angry and irritated.""Is he like that typically?""No. He doesn't get influenced by most things," replied Vicky."Have you brought up divorce numerous times throughout your marriage?" Isabella asked.Vicky twitched, causing the water in her glass to spill as she muttered, "I lost count."Isabella continued to make her notes and did not ask another question for a long while after that.There was only the sound of her scrabbling away in the room. Sometime later, she looked up at Vicky. "Missus Hart, you may continue to describe the events after the car accident."As Vicky recounted the events of Tyler standing in the rain on the rooftop and waking up with amnesia, Isabella's expression grew serious as she set her pen down.Seeing her stop writing, Vicky's heart sank. "Doctor Yelmon, why did you stop taking notes?""Missus Hart, you are the most ruthless woman I have ever met," Isabella said, her face still.Vicky lowered her head silently.Isab
After lunch, Isabella continued eating while jotting down notes in her notebook, engrossed in her thoughts. She seemed to have forgotten about Vicky sitting beside her.Vicky did not disturb Isabella and quietly finished her meal.Just then, Vicky's phone on the desk began to ring. She picked it up and saw a familiar name on the screen, causing her to hesitate for a moment.She answered the call, and a low, resonant voice was heard from the other end. "Have you had lunch?""Yeah," Vicky replied. "Have you eaten?""Not yet."Vicky glanced at the time. "It's already past noon. Why haven't you eaten?""I just finished a meeting.""Then you should eat now," Vicky suggested. "Call me back after you finish eating."Upon saying that, Vicky realized that Tyler might immediately get back to work, forgetting to eat altogether after the call.He was usually so engrossed in his work that she could not let her eyes off him for even a short while.She then thoughtfully said, "Let me order
Tyler was not great at conversations and could not say anything apart from mundane subjects."What did you do today? What did you eat at noon? What do you want to do in the afternoon?" he asked.Vicky could tell he did not want to hang up, so she chatted along patiently.20 minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and Harry walked in with the lunchbox Vicky ordered for Tyler.He was surprised to find Tyler in a much better mood and said, "Mister Hart, here's your lunch."Tyler responded with a nonchalant hum while he stared at the phone screen.Harry glanced at the screen and understood everything as soon as he saw Vicky's face.By the time the call ended, Vicky's phone was hot to the touch from the prolonged conversation.As she noticed that her phone's battery had dropped by half, Vicky remembered that she had left Isabella alone in the office.As she turned to head back to the office, she spotted Isabella standing at the door with a smile.Vicky felt a bit embarrassed
Vicky remained worried. "Are you sure?"Isabella nodded. "Mister Hart is far stronger than ordinary people, which is why whoever tried to hypnotize and brainwash him failed. He wouldn't have survived until now if he was that easily provoked."Vicky's heart sank. "Doctor Yelmon, what do you mean that someone tried to brainwash him?""I don't know the details, but when I checked his body at the time, I found traces of medications being used on him..." Isabella paused. "My senior mentioned that he was poisoned."A bitter look emerged on Vicky's face. "Has his poison...been eradicated?""At the time, Mister Hart's condition was hardly great. Shortly after the detoxification, he injured himself all over again, and his injuries were so severe that the toxins in his body almost relapsed," Isabella explained.Vicky paled. "Relapsed? Can the toxins that have been removed resurface?"Isabella clarified, "The removal of chronic poisons requires a gradual process. Even with a special antido
"The poison has minimal impact on physical health. Nonetheless, the excruciating phantom pain is challenging to endure during each occurrence," Isabella explained. "With repeated episodes, both the mind and body reach their limits..." Isabella glanced at Vicky knowingly. "If someone were to hypnotize or attempt to brainwash him under such a state, it'll be relatively easy."Vicky was taken aback, sensing what she was implying. "Isabella, are you suggesting that...the real purpose of this poison is not to harm him physically but to gain control over his mind?"Isabella nodded, her expression complex.At this moment, everything became clear to Vicky as she knew who poisoned Tyler; his own parents probably intended to continue tormenting him after poisoning him! Yet, Tyler took advantage of their negligence and escaped to find Vicky, so they took advantage of the situation and shifted all the blame onto her.'What a cunning plan!' she thought angrily. Vicky felt an overwhelming urge t
"I just arrived in Zendonia recently, and I heard that you're also here, so I came to visit you." She playfully blinked at Isabella. "You won't mind my visit, will you?"Isabella chuckled. "Of course not! Come in, let's catch up."Avery entered Isabella's office and asked, "Isabella, what brought you to Zendonia?"Avery was Isabella's junior at school and studied under the same mentor. Despite a 20-year age gap, they had a good relationship because of their previous time together in Molivia, even though they did not meet often.Among their master's large group of disciples, most of them specialized in internal and external medicine. Only Isabella and Avery focused on the study of the mind.Despite her young age, Avery was exceptionally talented, and Isabella often discussed various research challenges with her.Avery always brought unique insights to their discussions, and they jointly devised Tyler's treatment plan five years ago."I was invited to come and treat a patient," Is
Avery could not understand how Vicky was better than her.Status-wise, she was the only daughter of the Yeager family, and marrying her meant that Tyler would obtain all the power the Yeagers held. In terms of looks, her beauty rivaled Vicky's. All that, yet Tyler could not be bothered to look at her.Avery felt wronged and picked up the documents on the desk to look through them.When she saw the words written on the pages, her eyes widened, and her heart skipped a beat.A few minutes later, Isabella hurried back before she could make coffee.She glanced at Avery—who was playing with her phone on the couch—and glanced at the documents on the table. It seemed as though the documents had not been touched.Isabella sighed a breath of relief before locking the documents into her drawer and returning to making coffee.Avery stared at her as she left and narrowed her eyes slyly.…At four in the afternoon, Tyler came to pick up Vicky from work."I'm done with work," remarked Vicky
Vicky was stunned. "Tyler?""Yeah. Mister Hart came upstairs looking for you because you wouldn't answer your phone. When he found out you weren't in the office, he thought something bad happened to you and panicked!" blurted Cece. "I've never seen him that anxious before... Mister Hart, I managed to call Vicky. Do you want to talk to her?"Cece called Tyler over. The phone was handed to Tyler, and Vicky could hear him panting heavily."Where are you right now?" he asked."I'm downstairs.""Why didn't you pick up the phone?""I was about to enter the elevator, but it was broken, so I took the stairs. There's no signal in the stairway, so..." She trailed off.In just a few short sentences, Tyler had a general idea of what happened. "Wait for me downstairs," he blurted before ending the call.Vicky stood quietly at the entrance of the building, not daring to wander anymore.A few minutes later, a tall and slender figure emerged from the building. He swiftly spotted Vicky waiting