Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again

Toby patted her head, calming her down by telling her, “He won’t. What you saw on TV was just for dramatic effect. The psychologist will only guide you. Nothing else.” “Really?” Tina stared at him, still looking worried. Toby nodded. “Yes, so relax.” “If you say so, Toby. I need to use the restroom now.” She let him go and pretended to heave a sigh of relief. Toby nodded. “Sure.” Tina turned around and went straight to the restroom, but the moment she closed the door, her face darkened. Right after she sat on the toilet seat, she made a call. It went through in a second.

Tim just went through a surgery, so his voice was weak. “What is it, Tina?” Tina gripped her phone tightly, whispering, “I need your help, Tim.” Something flashed across his eyes. “What is it? Sonia’s pregnancy?” “No. We can put that aside. Toby just got a psychologist for me. Said he’s going to get me to consult him. But I’m not even mentally ill. What if the psychologist exposes me?” Panic and worry were showing up on Tina’s face. If Toby had told her that he was finding her a psychologist, she would have had time to get the psychologist on her side. But with how sudden it was, Tina had no time to build any connection, much to her chagrin.

Instantly, Tim realized what Tina wanted him to do. “So you want me to come up with an idea to deal with the psychologist, and you want him to diagnose you with dissociative identity disorder.” He adjusted his glasses. Tina nodded. “Yes, that’s right. Can you come up with something, Tim?” “Easy.” Tim sat down on his chair. “The psychologist will try to pull your ‘alter ego’ out during the session so he can see if you really have dissociative identity disorder.

plan. “I can trick Toby, but I’m facing a professional this time. You studied psychology, so you know an

“Do you know who Toby hired?” “I don’t.” Tina frowned. “Mmh. I see. It’s fine. Tell me after you ask him.” “Sure.” Tina nodded. After the call ended, she heaved a

staring seriously at his PC, so he didn’t even respond when Tina called out to him. That made Tina pout unhappily, so she wanted to see what made him so engrossed. “What are you doing, Toby?” She went over to him. Toby’s face darkened, then he closed the window. “Nothing.” “Okay.” Tina smiled, seemingly believing what Toby told her. She didn’t ask further, but when she stared down, her eyes were

Toby.” Remembering what Tim wanted her to ask, Tina held Toby’s hand and fiddled with his fingers. “You said my psychologist is on the way. He’s not a local, is he?” “Yes.” Toby took the cup of iced coffee on his table and had a sip. Tina’s eyes glinted, and she kept asking, “Really? Sounds like a pro. You must have spent a lot of money to hire him. Who is he?” Toby didn’t think much about the question. Since

a dinner appointment with Mr. Coleman at Universal Hotel today. It’s nearly time. Shall we get going now?” “Get the car.”