Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 305 

It was the first time that Crystal had been treated like a princess.

Last night, Christmas eve, Chandler took her to the best restaurant in C City for dinner and then spent the night with her in the most luxurious presidential suite.

Actually, even Crystal herself wasn't sure about the reason why she had agreed to spend last night that way.

Was it because she had been always curious about the high-class lifestyle or she just wanted to spend the night with him? Was last night a date? She kept asking herself this question while her cheeks turned red.

"Miss Zhu, wake up.We're going to work."

Chandler, who had already put up his suit, turned around and saw that Crystal was in a daze.

"What are you thinking?"

"Oh, nothing"

Chandler stared at her face for a while and then laughed.

"Why are you blushing? Let me guess.Thinking about some man?"

"What? Don't talk nonsense.I...I was just thinking that you should be ashamed of what you did last night.You squatted on the side of the road and pretend to be sick!"

Crystal scolded him, which sounded like she was angry and embarrassed because Chandler had guessed out what she had been thinking.

Chandler thought about what had happened last night for a while and then admitted frankly, "You're right.That's sort of hooliganism"

Then he added, "I learned it from your friend Christina.It really works."

Patrick had mentioned it to Chandler and the other guys when they were drinking together that Christina would sit on the road directly to stop him from leaving.

Patrick had no choice but to come back and take care of her every time she did that.

Crystal thought it for a while.It was really something that Christina would do.

They left the hotel suite and took the elevator down together.

Chandler found that Crystal would be more relaxed when they talked about Christina.

They were the only ones in the elevator.

"Actually, I've seen Christina once when she was only this tall"

Chandler put his hand beside his knees.

"She was probably only three or four years old then."

"You are familiar with the Eisenhower family?"

Crystal took interest immediately.

"No, I was interviewing her grandfather as the representative of the student reporters"

Chandler was seven years older than Christina and Crystal, who were still in kindergarten at that time.

Christina's grandfather, General Eisenhower, had been highly respected in C City, who had been living a withdrawn life after retirement.

Although many people wanted to interview him, the only reporter he had agreed to meet in all these years were some junior students representing their school.

"I've never seen her grandfather"

When Crystal met Christina in high school, General Eisenhower had passed away.

"You don't need to see him in person.He and Christina have the same temper Chandler smiled as he said that.

"Christina must have just started her life in kindergarten at that time.

She was a cute girl with a round face, big black eyes, and two pigtails.

When we reporters were taking notes nervously, she ran to her grandfather, crying that other children had bullied her"

"Coward! If you get kicked, just kick them back!"

General Eisenhower's angry reply had shocked Chandler.

It was conceivable that this girl would grow up to be a female bandit under such education.

Crystal laughed happily.

"No wonder...It's all her grandfather's credits."

The door opened as the elevator arrived in the lobby.

Seeing how relaxed and delighted Crystal was, Chandler raised his eyebrow and smiled too.

"Miss Zhu, we're going to meet my client later.Be serious."

Crystal glanced at him, complaining, "You're so troublesome.Last second you told me to put away the bad face and now you say I'm not serious enough.It's so hard to be your assistant."

"I don't need an assistant when I meet with my clients.And also, my assistants are all men.They are not as slow as you women."

"You look down on women? I have to remind you that most of the chief secretaries and special assistants are women now"

Crystal was used to talking back to him like this.

"Female assistants.I'm afraid that they will get infatuated with me."

Chandler got into the car that had been waiting, turned around, and said with complicated feelings, "It will be even more troublesome if I fall in love with them too as time goes by.The car started to drive them towards the restaurant they had booked.Crystal was sitting next to him, but neither of them spoke anything again.Staring at his side face secretly, Crystal was a little upset.She couldn't stop thinking about the words he had just used, "infatuated"and "fall in love as time goes by ".

Was he implying that there was actually nothing romantic between them and that all of this was just her own wishful thinking?

"Why are you in a daze again?"

Before getting out of the car, Chandler ruffled her short hair deliberately.

Crystal was annoyed.

"Hey, my hair is messy.How can I meet the client with you when I'm looking like this?"

Chandler seemed to be in a good mood today.

"What do you want to look like? Crystal, your job today is to eat and drink while the client and I talk about the business.You're not my assistant...And you will never be a trouble to me."

Chandler was a thoughtful man who had guessed that she must have misunderstood what he had said just now, so he added the last sentence gently.

Crystal looked at him in surprise.

She was surprised about his thoughtfulness.

Chandler patted her short, fluffy brown hair in delight and told her, "You're more than that.You're a lot of trouble."

Crystal followed him into a restaurant angrily as she stepped on his shadow all the way.

She should have known that he would not say anything nice! It was eleven at noon, almost lunchtime.

Christina had been waiting in line for a long time in a hospital in A City.

Finally, it was her turn to go in for a consultation.

The doctor, who had been going through online medical records on the computer, looked up at her.

"Miss Dickens, according to your previous medical records, you should have received psychological treatment immediately after the accident and miscarriage..."

"I didn't miscarry!"

Christina stood up from the chair emotionally.

Seeing her reaction, this famous female psychiatrist lowered her voice immediately.

"I'm sorry.That was a wrong statement and I apologize to you for that."

"Miss Dickens, please sit down first.Let's have a good talk"

The psychiatrist, who had seen a lot of strange patients, comforted her.

"I know that what happened in the past had a great impact on you.You refused to receive psychological treatment before for some reason, and now that you are now taking the initiative to turn to me for help.You should be frank to me if you really want this to work..."

"I don't need help.I'm here to ask you about the side effects of this medicine.Will it give me hallucination?"

Christina's voice was stubborn and distant.

Obviously, she was unwilling to talk to strangers about her own affairs.As she spoke, she took out a bottle of medicine from her bag and put it on the table.

"This was prescribed by my former doctor.I took it whenever I felt uncomfortable.But recently, my mind turns blank from time to time and it's getting harder for me to tell reality from dreams.I suspect that this medicine has something to do with it."

Just like the 'marks' that often appeared on her body.

"Miss Dickens, a long-term depression will cause you to have trouble in telling reality from illusion."

The psychiatrist picked up the bottle.

After looking at it carefully for a long time, she took out a pill and sniffed it.

"It's authentic.This medicine is currently only available in the United States.There's also a certification number on the bottle.I don’t think this medicine is the reason for your problems."

"Do you mean that I'm not having hallucinations? So everything that I've seen and experienced these days is all true?"

Christina muttered, whose expression became more and more serious.

The psychiatrist asked curiously. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

"Did something strange happen?"

Lowering her head down, Christina didn't reply.

The doctor advised again in a gentle voice, "No one can help you if you refuse to let anyone in.How about a hypnotic therapy..."

"No! No hypnosis!"

Christina raised her head quickly, whose eyes were filled with hostility and vigilance.

The psychiatrist frowned as she found that Christina was very anxious.

After thinking for a while, she asked softly, "Are you in trouble?"

Christina's expression changed a little.

"And the trouble is too big for you to solve it alone.You're scared because of that?"

The doctor was experienced and professional, leading Christina to open her heart step by step.

"You're afraid of having a bad result, so you keep praying like someone waiting outside the emergency operating room, even though you don't believe in the existence of gods.But you have no choice.This is the only way you can take."

Christina's body became stiff as she listened to the female psychologist.

She was getting more and more panicked, afraid that the doctor would see through her.

"Miss Dickens, what are you afraid of ""

"You shouldn't run away, nor should you ignore the problem, because you will only get more and more nervous by doing that.If you continue to depress yourself like this, you will break down one day.Before that happens, try to talk to the person you trust the most about it..."

Finally, Christina got up and left the psychological consulting room.

The psychiatrist inside also stood up, looking at her back with a complicated expression.

Christina's last words echoed in her ears.

"It's useless."

"I was running desperately in the maze in my nightmare, but he wouldn't help me.He left me there alone..."