Married by Mistake: Mr. Whitman’s Sinner Wife

Fabian momentarily hesitated before turning around.

The two towering men stood at the entrance of the ward. From time to time, they would look into the ward.

They saw that Madeline was still curled up on the hospital bed, eyes shut, frowning. This worried them.

“Fab, did Eveline and her husband not have a good relationship? Why would she speak like that?”

Evan voiced the doubts he had as he started analyzing.

“Besides, the symptoms that she displayed were odd. A second ago, she was a determined lady, the next second, she became an insecure lady. She doesn’t have Dissociative Identity Disorder, does she?”

Evan ended up reaching such a far-fetched conclusion.

Fabian frowned when he heard this.

“Dissociative Identity Disorder?”

Fabian too was deep in his thoughts, but he felt that the possibility of what Evan had said could be high.

they contrasted the two versions of Madeline, it truly seemed to match

Dissociative Identity Disorder make one have erratic

personality, they might show such symptoms due to their overly agitated emotions.  There is  still this

think that’s the

“…”

words. He then said honestly, “This is not

and looked at Madeline. “I guess the best psychiatrist would

a dose of tranquilizer, Fabian then drove back to his

told him that Lilian had just

and came to Lillian’s room. He saw the little girl had gotten down from the bed, and she was standing on the balcony,

outline, and his gaze became

and softly called out to her,

the sound, her fair little face

seemed to have improved

only smile when she saw

smile seemed like an angel smiling at him, making him feel

up to Lilian, got down to his knees, then gently held Lillian’s