Billionaire’s Pampered Wife

Cyril panicked for a bit, and his pupils dilated. He looked to the side carefully, and his whole body shivering with fear. He said, “I didn’t hit anyone before. It’s him. He hit me.”

“Him?” Stella had seen too many of these kinds of patients, so she asked calmly, “Were you there when he was hitting people?”

The boy nodded, “I was there, but I was tied up by him. He didn’t allow me to interfere. I was terrified as I watched him beat up those girls. I was afraid that he would hit me too.”

“You are a very strong boy.”

“No, he is much stronger than me. He is two meters tall, and his arms are as thick as my thighs. He’s very powerful. I tried to stop him before, but he pushed me down the stairs and I had to stay in the hospital for a week,” Cyril explained.

“Could you tell me about his appearance?” Stella asked.

The boy thought hard, but he shook his head in the end, “I don’t know. I was afraid of looking at him. He told me not to look too.”

“Then, do you know why he follows you all the time?” Stella asked.

“Why?” Cyril was puzzled. “I don’t know why he keeps following me.”

Stella smiled and said, “If he comes to find you again, you must remember his appearance, his clothes, and every detail about him, so that I could find him and help you defeat him.”

“But you look so weak, will you be able to do it?” Cyril said with doubt.

Stella smiled confidently, “Of course, I have a secret magic tool. No matter how strong he is, he wouldn’t be able to withstand a single blow from me. The problem is, you have to help me find him first.”

The boy looked a little more relaxed and he returned to the topic before, “So, could I sleep with you?”

“No,” Stella replied directly.

“Why not?” Cyril was confused.

“You’re still a child. People in your country are open-minded. In fact, premature s*x, or even infatuations, will lead to poor health and early death.”

“That can’t be true, right?”

Stella explained, “There was once a kingdom where the adults of the royal family would get a maid to sleep with their children when they are 12. They did it as they wanted their children to understand the relations between men and women, to avoid them not knowing the ropes on the night of the wedding.”

“But children at that age have poor self-control and will be addicted to it. In addition to affecting their body’s development, it will also affect their health. Therefore, none of their children lived a long life, and there were only a few of them who were perfectly healthy,” Stella continued.

“Is what you said true?” Cyril said with some fear.

“There is a lot of information regarding this on the Internet. You could always check it out. Also, could you tell me something that left a deep impression on you?” Stella changed the topic easily and took over the flow of the conservation.

Cyril’s gaze was locked onto hers. He didn’t want to say anything.

“The condition for the exchange is that I’ll also tell you something that left a deep impression on me,” Stella said in a friendly manner.

“Why don’t you tell me first?” Cyril said warily.

“When I was born, my father was with another woman. My mother was divorced, and she had a mental breakdown. When I was young, she cut her wrist and mine with a knife as she wanted to commit suicide with me, but we were saved by our neighbors,” Stella said faintly.

Cyril frowned and asked, “How old were you at that time?”

“About five to six years old. She was sent to a psychiatric hospital. No one wanted to adopt me, so I went to the orphanage.” Stella continued, “It’s your turn.”

The boy paused and said, “I have witnessed a murder. My parents divorced a long time ago and my father married another woman. The woman was evil. She would hit me very often. When my father was not at home, she would bring other men and do it on my father’s bed, and I would often catch her red-handed. In order to silence me on the matter, she threatened me. She said that she would kill me if I told my father about it.”

“And then?” Stella asked.

“Later, she was caught by my father in bed with another man, and she was beaten to death by my father. My father went to jail, and my mother took me away,” Cyril said.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Stella finally understood the root of his mental illness. When he was a child, he suffered trauma that caused him to subconsciously antagonize women. Moreover, in order to protect himself, he kept suppressing the memory, causing him to suffer from manic disorder and fantasize about a tall man appearing to protect him.

“How old were you at that time?” Stella asked.

“Seven, no, eight years old,” Cyril said.

“Follow me,” Stella said and took him to the bathroom, “Look at yourself in the mirror.”

Cyril looked at himself in the mirror.

“Do you like to play basketball?” Stella asked.

“Yes, I like it very much,” Cyril replied.

“What is your dream?” Stella asked again.

“To be a gym teacher,” Cyril said.

Stella said, “Look, you are very handsome, very outgoing, and very strong. You should be very popular with girls. I see confidence, courage, and kindness in your eyes.

Unfortunately, there is a person who has been following you and ruining your life. He has brought a lot of trouble for you, causing you to be scolded by your parents, and also making you see a doctor, and causing those women you like to stay away from you and afraid of you.

So let’s find him together, and I will eliminate him for you, how about it?” Stella asked with a smile.

Cyril nodded his head with certainty.

“I’ll give you my phone number. Tell me when you see him, okay?” Stella said patiently.

Cyril looked at Stella gratefully and nodded with trust.

“Can I pursue you when I grow up?” Cyril asked.

“Sure,” Stella said with a smile.

It would take approximately 2 more years for him to “grow up”. Many things would happen within those two years. Hence, she didn’t take the child’s words seriously.

Cyril left happily. Stella looked at the clock. It was already 9:50 a. m. She had to rush to the police station.

Archer came over at this moment.

“Stella, a lot of people have called to make an appointment with you. The results of the discussion yesterday were very good,” Archer said happily.

“I will be very busy in the future, so I can’t meet everyone. You should first register everyone’s situation, and arrange a time for them according to their situation. If you can, please treat those that are within your abilities.”

“Stella, our clinic’s business is very good. Why don’t we recruit more doctors?” Archer asked in confusion.

“The reason why I opened a psychological clinic is not to make more money. It was so that I could have something to do. I’ll head out first. I won’t be coming back this afternoon. See you tomorrow,” Stella said with a smile. Then, she went out to the underground parking lot.

Suddenly, a man rushed out and hugged her.

She was shocked. Her self-defense baton was in her backpack. With him holding her like that, she could not take it out.

“Doctor Grace, I like you,” The man gasped and said. He pushed Stella to the car door and took off his pants anxiously.

Stella couldn’t move.

He was pulled away just as he dropped his pants to the ground. Before the man could see who it was, he felt numbness on his back and fainted.

Stella looked at the masked man, who had appeared all of a sudden. His neck had the necklace that had Stella’s photo in it.

“Who are you?” Stella asked in astonishment.