Chapter 2313 Save Her

Malcolm parked the car on the side of the road slowly and answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Dr. King, I'm Clayton Sloan. We met earlier."

"I know. Mr. Sloan, what can I do for you?”

His tone was patient and calm like the way he treated every patient.

After ten seconds of silence, Clayton replied in a hoarse and deep voice. Clayton seemed to have mustered all his courage, and he choked up.

"I discovered that Nicole has suicidal intent. Please save her!"

Clayton felt like a dense pain in his bones.

Nicole was not as brave and strong as he imagined.

During the days he disappeared, Nicole also wanted to perish with him.

Before they got married, Clayton knew that Nicole did not love him as much as he loved her. Thus, he exhausted all methods to marry her and felt blessed that his wish came true.

He felt that it was good for her not to love him that much so that she would not be too sad if anything happened to him.

However, he expected too much, and it was difficult to express it.

Now that he saw that she was suffering, he found that her mental trauma from that incident was more serious than his physical injures.

Clayton felt that he was absurd for ignoring the opportunities presented to him time and time again.

He pushed her away repeatedly because of his ridiculous self-esteem.

Every time he did that, he was hurting her.

Those scars were bloody and shocking. It made it extremely difficult for him to breathe.

Clayton did not dare to recall those memories.

He was afraid that he could not control himself. He was so annoyed at himself that he felt like slapping himself a few times. How dare he underestimate her love for him?

The pampered Miss Stanton, who was loved by everyone, loved him so much.She loved him so much that she could sacrifice herself.

the

knee and closed his eyes. The veins on his neck bulged, and his

corners of his eyes were moist. Clayton was trying

the phone. However, the words he said were harsh and

sleeping. She also had hallucinations. That was when she started to take sleeping aids. Later, I diagnosed her with depression and prescribed antidepressants to her. I think she may be punishing herself, and I'm not sure if she’s taking the medicine on time. Fortunately, she could control her emotions and hadn't done anything out of control. Mr. Sloan, you should pay more attention to her emotions on a

"You are her medicine...”

felt as if it was blocked by something, and he could not

he hung up the phone, Clayton rubbed his temples. The sadness on his

thought, ‘If

that he could not

to the ward. He

was a sleepy drunk and would not move. She would not

Clayton could look at her without worries.

did not want to

gradually,

lights and sat there, completely ignoring

was nothing compared to

He wanted to tell her

they could return to the way things were between them

thought, Clayton finally

a

was almost dawn, his

looking at the number, Clayton knew that

up feeling exhausted, quietly left the room,

"Chatty?"

voice was hoarse but

Chatty wept softly.

You didn't

sobbing. She did not cry hysterically, but that was enough to make his

the morning, was always obedient. She called suddenly because she must have had

Clayton's heart softened.

could split himself into two so that he could run back

Mommy is with me,

sad, did not know

just kept

voice sounded bewildered as he said, "Chatty,

two

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