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.

Madeline, it

Identity Disorder make one have erratic breathing, palpitation, and even cold

if one develops an extreme personality, they might show

that’s the case for

“…”

loss for words. He then said honestly, “This is not my specialty, but I can refer you to the best psychiatrist in

at Madeline. “I guess

with a dose of tranquilizer, Fabian then drove back to

told him that Lilian

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

that little outline, and his

and softly called out

her fair little face

to

to speak, could only

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

got down to his knees,

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