Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute

Chapter 155 He Needs to Talk to Edward

The rain was still falling. No one knew when it would stop.

Starry got changed and drove away from the villa.

Forty minutes later, the car stopped in front of a psychiatric clinic.

Starry got out of the car with an umbrella, she didn't have an appointment, but the receptionist knew

her. "Ms. Bradley."

Starry nodded, "Is Doctor Atkins busy at the moment?"

The receptionist nodded, "Yes, I am afraid you'll have to wait for a moment in the reception room!"

"Okay."

Starry followed the receptionist to the reception room, and as she passed Doctor Atkins's office, she

glanced inside, but her view was blocked by a screen.

"Ms. Bradley, I'll bring you some tea."

It wasn't the first time that Starry had been here, so almost everyone in the clinic knew her. But she

hadn't been here for more than two years, and now here she was again, it was obviously not a good

thing.

Thinking of this, the receptionist looked at Starry with a little pity.

No one would like to see a beautiful girl suffer. Yet those who came here often all had some sort of

struggles.

Starry waited quietly in the reception room. Next to her was a woman with her daughter. The woman

was combing the girl's hair, and the girl looked ahead, her eyes sluggish.

Starry immediately withdrew her gaze and lowered her head, looking at the lines of her palms, feeling

chaotic yet calm.

Twenty minutes later, the receptionist came in and called out to her, "Ms. Bradley, it's your turn."

"Okay, thanks."

Starry got up and walked to Doctor Atkins's office.

The two hadn't seen each other in two years. Starry hadn't changed much, Doctor Atkins had cut her

hair short. Her dressing style had also changed.

"Ms. Bradley, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Doctor Atkins."

The two greeted each other like friends, but the relationship between the two was way complicated.

"I had wished that I won't see you here again."

Doctor Atkins spoke first.

Starry smiled helplessly, "I can't sleep well lately."

"Can't sleep well or can't sleep?"

"Both."

Doctor Atkins looked at Starry. "You don't look very well. Didn't you sleep last night?"

"I did, but only for four hours."

"It's not too bad."

Starry pursed her lips, "I'm starting to dream about him again."

Hearing her words, Doctor Atkins's hand holding the pen paused. "Have you met someone recently?"

"Yes, an old friend."

Doctor Atkins pursed her lips, "Who?"

"Jackie."

"You didn't mention this person before."

Starry looked at the pen in her hand and replied softly, "I know."

Doctor Atkins raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to continue.

Starry paused for a few seconds. "She went abroad half a year after Sebastian's accident. If she didn't

come back, I probably won't think of her."

She didn't want to think of her either.

"How's your mood lately? How is your book "

Seeing that Starry didn't look right, Doctor Atkins changed the subject.

Starry's head hurt a little. She rubbed her temple. "Well, not really good, the book neither."

Doctor Atkins got up and poured Starry a glass of warm water. "It seems that you are not in a very

good condition."

Starry was a special patient who never avoided talking about her pain. Every time she came, she will

take the initiative to talk. She didn't need questions.

But such patients were often the trickiest ones. Once their emotions collapse, it meant that they have

reached the limit and they must be treated with drugs, preferably hospitalized.

Starry had just drunk a glass of water outside, so she wasn't thirsty. But the headache made her

uncomfortable.

She took the cup and drank half a glass of water with her head down. "Yeah."

Starry pursed her lips and added, "Lately, I'm getting hallucinations."

Doctor Atkins frowned. Looking at Starry, who was beautiful yet pale, she asked, "Since when? And do

you get negative emotions?"

Starry paused upon hearing the questions.

She looked at her cup without making an answer.

Doctor Atkins immediately understood. " I would suggest you stay in the hospital for a week"

"I prefer to take medicine only."

Starry didn't like the idea of staying in the hospital. She didn't want anyone to know her mental state.

"I heard you're divorced. Do you live by yourself currently?"

Starry was cool about the divorce. "Yup."

Doctor Atkins sighed. "If you don't want to be hospitalized, be with your friends as much as possible

recently. I will prescribe you some medicines. If there is anything, just let me know."

"Do you still draw?"

Starry shook her head. "Nope."

She wasn't in the mood for that.

"It's been raining lately, but spring had come. Grab your drawing board and go out for a trip."

"Alright."

Starry gently responded to whatever Doctor Atkins said,

She listened to the doctor. Because she wanted to get better.

Coming out of the clinic, it was already twelve o'clock.

Starry took out the umbrella and walked into the rain.

As soon as she got in the car, her phone rang.

Seeing the caller's name, she hesitated and eventually picked it up. "Wyatt?"

It was Wyatt calling.

"Finally, you remember not to call me Mr. Matthews."

Starry smiled. "Sure, I got your money."

Wyatt chuckled. "Busy tonight? Let's go out for dinner."

That was straightforward.

Starry thought about Doctor Atkins's words just now, therefore, she didn't refuse. "I am not busy."

"So 6 PM at the Dapper Star? Is that okay?"

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"Shall I pick you up?"

"No, I can do it by myself."

"Alright, see you then."

Hanging up the phone, Starry took out the medicine from one side of the bag, opened her thermos, and

swallowed the medicine with her eyes closed.

After taking the medicine, she drove somewhere for lunch.

As soon as Filip returned to his office, Austin handed over the documents he had just sorted out. "Mr.

Pearson, this is the details of Sebastian's accident. Sebastian's death was an accident. There were no

signs of artificial arson. His colleagues didn't know Sebastian was in the storage room, so he closed

the door when he left.

Filip frowned. "The fire didn't start in the storage room, even if he was tied up, he should have the time

to escape. Why did he..."

Austin glanced at Filip. "Yes, I didn't find the reason for that one. It has been twelve years. The details

are hard to be found."

Filip flipped through the documents. Things on it were basically the same as what Austin said.

So, it seemed that this accident had nothing to do with Starry.

But why did Starry blame herself for the accident last night?

Filip put the documents down. "Now, check Edward's contact information."

He needed to talk with Edward.