The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 253 His heart was empty
Hearing the last three words, Elvis lowered his hand, gently raised his beautiful eyes, and glanced at
Peterson.
Peterson felt a chill on his neck, but he pinched it, smiled flatly and said, “Young master, I didn’t say this, it’s Secretary Andrew.”
Andrew sneezed into the air. Who was the little bastard who shifted the blame on him?
However, Peterson didn’t make up stories. Since Elvis returned to Canada, he hadn’t had any woman by his side.
Elvis indifferently retracted his gaze, “Drive.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
Elvis returned to The Red Villa. He’s living here alone now. Dr. Kellerman, his 21st psychologist, had been waiting for him for a long time.
Doctor Kellerman is a young man with white skin. He was wearing a white coat. He looked at Elvis gently and politely. “Hello, sir. Please sit down.”
Elvis sat on the sofa, his long legs elegantly superimposed on each other, looking indifferent.
Dr. Kellerman sat across from him. “Mr. Augustine, relax. We can chat now. Have you ever dated a girlfriend before?”
Elvis shook his head, “No.”

“Since you’ve never dated a girlfriend, how do you know that you’re frigid? It’s a simple problem. You can try dating a girl.” Dr. Kellerman suggested.
Elvis pursed his lips and said in a low voice, “I was injured before.”
Dr. Kellerman’s gaze fell on his trousers. “What’s the reason?”
Elvis shook his head. “I don’t know. I can’t remember how I got hurt. Anyway, I have no sexual interest in women, and I don’t like women’s approach. Recently, there was a girl by my side. She’s pure and smart. She should be my favorite. But after that, I have no desire for her either.”
Only after Elvis returned to the Imperial did he realize that there was a wound in his lower body.
Having the wound in this place is very serious. There’s no reason why he couldn’t remember it. This was unusual.
Moreover, he was 28 years old. Although he wasn’t lustful, he was still young. However, he had absolutely no desire for sex and his body didn’t respond.
He knew that something was wrong with his body. Either he was frigid or impotent.
He should like Crystal. Sometimes, her long black hair and the mischievous look in her eyebrows would make his heart flutter.
Dr. Kellerman nodded, indicating that he understood, “Mr. Augustine, if there is a girl next to you, you should try going out with her as a boyfriend and girlfriend. See if you like her more and more and if you crave her. Intimate hugs between lovers are all sexually appealing. Open up and try to let her in.”
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Chapter 251 His lieart was emply
Elvis probably knew that Robert and Augustine family was married. Alpha regarded Crystal as his prospective daughter-in-law. In fact, he didn’t care who he would live with all his life. After marriage, he would respect his wife, grant her title, wealth, power, including children, and can guarantee fidelity. Moreover, Crystal was the only girl who had been able to be with him so far, so it wasn’t a bad idea to marry her,
But now he has no interest in doing anything intimate with Crystal. Today, everyone was coaxing him to kiss her but he didn’t want to.
Elvis looked at Dr. Kellerman, his voice low and a little h oar se: “I don’t know why I feel empty inside. My life is neither good nor bad. I dont like anything. Opening my eyes, I stood up, and when the sun went down, I closed my eyes. My everyday life is boring like a machine. Today Marvin asked me if 1 am happy. No, I am not happy at all. I don’t even know what happiness is. I don’t know what I’m yearning for, but I always feel like I’ve lost the most important thing in my life.”
Dr. Kellerman looked at his handsome face in the dim light. He had a hunch that this man had suffered a great deal of trauma, but now he was living a very peaceful life.
“Mr. Augustine, let’s try hypnosis next time. I’ll go into your world and see if I can find the answer for you, and what you’ve lost.”
After Kellerman left, Elvis returned to his bedroom. He took a cold shower and went to bed.
His current routine was very normal. He could sleep every night. In fact, he didn’t know when his sleep disorder was cured. In short, he would never have that condition again. No more nightmares, he could sleep until dawn.
Everything had changed for the better. He was fine now.
At this moment, there was a “ding”. It was a text message from his phone, from Crystal.
“Elvis, can you drive me to school tomorrow?”