Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 569 Mental Intervention

Amber was pushed out. "You'll be condemned for disrespecting us like this!"

As a senior, Samuel thought it rude to fight against Irene. With a cold face, he was also pushed out, and the door

was slammed shut.

Leaning against the door, Irene couldn't help thinking about what Amber had just said. She used to be the most

favored daughter of the family, and her grandfather doted on her the most.

But she had never expected that she would end up like this.

She would never forget the deep-rooted memory, no matter how hard she was. She made many mistakes and hurt

many people. Her hands were stained with much blood. Now it was her karma.

The video Manuel had could ruin her life at any time, as long as he wanted. She would never allow those videos to

be spread at any cost.

She understood that Samuel's true purpose was not to revive the company but to prove himself. He didn’t care

about the family business at all.

Samuel had never achieved anything since he was a child. Brady had once let him manage a company, but it went

bankrupt in less than two months.

She knew well about Samuel. He was impetuous and conceited. He regarded himself as a business genius, but he

could do nothing.

After his company went bankrupt, he set his eyes on the Wade Group. However, Brady had taught him a lesson

before, so he didn't dare to act rashly. Now that Brady was unconscious and might not wake up in a short time, he

tried to take over the company again.

"The Wade Group only belongs to me. It's mine," Irene thought.

Holding back her disgust, she cleaned up the broken teacup pieces on the floor.

She could pretend nothing had happened in the daytime, but she had many nightmares at night.

In the dreams, she saw Roman walking towards her with a smirk, and she was pulled into a car in the dark forest.

She realized the car had been remolded, and all the seats had been removed. There were many people in it.

She couldn't accept the fact that she had been raped by several men in such a narrow space. She was haunted by

the pain in her body and heart.

She knew that the number of men was the same as the number of men in the bar that night.

No matter how hard she tried to hide her face and close her eyes, she could still hear the sound of taking photos

and the blinding light of the flash lamp.

"Let go of me!" She woke up from the nightmare. Looking around the dim room, she realized it was just a dream. It

was so real that she seemed to have been raped again.

She couldn't stand it. She was under great mental strain. She couldn't sleep well at all. She could see those men's

faces as long as she closed her eyes.

She was too tired to think rationally. Before dawn, she asked her assistant to make an appointment with a

psychologist.

Brett Hugo arrived at Irene's place at four o'clock in the morning. He wondered what kind of nightmares made her

so scared that she couldn't wait to see him.

He then saw a lean woman with dark circles under her puffy and bloodshot eyes.

She looked pale and delirious, as if she would faint at anytime.

As Brett was in a daze, Irene asked, "Can you promise to keep what I'm gonna tell you a secret?"

Her hoarse voice sounded as if belonging to a woman much older than her.

Brett nodded solemnly and said with a professional smile, "Yes, Ms. Wade. Please rest assured. It's a basic

requirement for me to protect the privacy of my patients."

Irene began to talk, including how she had been raped and her nightmares after that, but she skipped a large part

of it.

Brett suppressed the curiosity. He knew that there were all kinds of strange things in such powerful families. All he

needed to do was to keep calm and listen carefully and solve the problem for his patients.

"Ms. Wade, I'm very sorry to hear that.

But before the treatment, I need to know if you have talked with other psychologists about it?"

As a qualified psychologist, Brett knew mental intervention from other psychologists would exert an influence on his

treatment effect.

Irene shook her head. It was the first time that she had seen a psychologist.

"Good. Now I'll conduct a psychological treatment for you. Please keep relaxed and lie on the bed. Now stare at the

pocket watch in my hand." His voice was relaxing and gentle, with a hint of comfort.

As Irene slowly closed her eyes, she entered the scary dark forest again in her consciousness.

Mental intervention was a common treatment. After a while, Irene opened her eyes. It was in the morning. She felt

unprecedently rested and refreshed.

It had been a long time since she had slept so comfortably. Stretching lazily, she glanced at the phone next to her,

lit up the screen, and checked the time.

She had slept for ten hours and caught up on sleep.

She walked into the bathroom and washed her face with cold water. But an indescribable disgust rose again when

she looked at herself in the mirror.

She suddenly realized that she had just slept well instead of completely ridding herself of the shadow.

But that was enough for her.

She smashed the phone in the mirror, broking the mirror into pieces. In these pieces were countless tiny pieces of

her.

Taking a deep breath, she adjusted her mood and planned to go to the company. After all, she hadn't been there for

two days.

She didn't know what Samuel would do.

When Daniel finished his work in the afternoon, he went to see Ainsley, but she locked her door. She looked more

like a guest than being kidnapped.

Daniel turned on the TV in boredom, but two people on the screen attracted his attention. It was Manuel and a

woman. The woman was holding his arms. Daniel couldn't see their faces. He knew Manuel had never attended any

parties.

But the woman's back figure looked familiar to him.

He stared at them intensively. As the camera moved forward, he finally saw their faces.

In an exquisite suit, Manuel was chatting with someone with a glass of champagne. The woman beside him wore

delicate makeup and a fishtail dress. Daniel's heart skipped a beat when he saw her face.

It was her!