The next moment, Caleb was already on his feet. Approaching Nash, he extended his hand in a gesture to check Nash. Nash, with a look of disdain, dodged his hand. "Find a reliable psychologist for Miranda," he said.

As soon as Caleb heard it was related to Miranda, his expression darkened.

"Bro, you've been married for three years already! Doing this, aren't you worried Nina might misunderstand?"

Nash responded lightly, "Just lending a hand." He had always maintained a distance between himself and Miranda.

Caleb did not believe it. He sneered, "In a marital relationship, it all starts with lending a hand. Once married, it's destiny. Cherish it!" Caleb patted Nash's shoulder.

This time, he spoke a bit too much. Nash gave a faint "Hmm" in response, his expression aloof.

Since he had come and spoken, Caleb could not refuse to help. While Caleb was making contacts, Nash kept his eyes on his phone screen. But not a single message popped up on his phone. Meanwhile, Nina had been walking along the sidewalk. After enjoying the evening breeze, she finally called Yvonne.

"I'm a bit hungry, could you order some takeout? I'll take a taxi over now."

hung up

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college classmate of mine and works as a psychologist at Sunset General

Shirley. This was largely because he tended to be busy and did not maintain regular

"Arrange her to come over tomorrow at

that, Caleb had nothing

bit distracted. Caleb could not help but ask, "It's rare for

Caleb with his

Nash's figure walk away, Caleb

of the hospital, he also tried to call Nina,

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