My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 241 He Wasn't Hypnotized

In fact, she knew then that he did not love her. After all, they had never seen each other again except for the one time she took a candid photo of him. More accurately, he never saw her anymore, but she secretly saw him a few times.

She thought she could impress him after the marriage and make him like her. However, she was very wrong. Not only did she not impress him, but she also succeeded in making him hate her even more.

Gradually, she also got tired and realized that he was not the gentle young man she loved long ago.

As for why she did not divorce him and stayed with the Flint family to waste six years of her life, perhaps it was caused by her reluctance and obsession.

After all, she fell in love with Julien in high school, and it had not been easy to marry him. How would she be willing to let him go just like that? She wanted to try. Maybe one day, he would change to the gentle Julien Flint she was familiar with.

However, it was not until three months ago when Lyra woke up and Julien chased her away that she understood he would not change back to the old Julien. The current Julien belonged to Lyra and was not the Julien she loved. Hence, she made up her mind to divorce him.

"President Raines!" Sophie knocked on the door and

came in.

Sydney hastily closed the photo album, turned off her phone, got her mind right, and asked with a smile," What's wrong?"

"President Dayton has called everyone for a meeting," Sophie said as she stood across from Sydney's desk.

Sydney nodded. "Alright. I'll go right away."

At the same time, in Flint Corporation, Zach brought the psychologist into Julien's office.

"President Flint, this is Dr. Sullivan. He's one of the most famous psychologists in Mediana. He also often helps the police solve many criminal cases." Zach introduced the psychiatrist to Julien.

Julien nodded. "Okay. You can go out first."

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After he left, Julien looked at Dr. Sullivan. "Have a seat."

"Thank you, President Flint." Dr. Sullivan pulled out the chair and sat down, smiling at Julien. "Is there something bothering you, President Flint? I will try my best to guide you."

Julien's thin lips pursed, and he did not speak immediately, seemingly organizing his thoughts.

Dr. Sullivan did not rush him either. Seeing the tea poured in front of him, he picked it up and gently sipped it.

The refreshing smell of tea made his eyes narrow in satisfaction. He could not help but remember the taste of this tea.

Sure enough, it was nice to be rich. They could have such good tea any time they wanted.

As if he had found what to say, Julien opened his mouth and called out, "Dr. Sullivan."

Dr. Sullivan immediately returned to his senses and put down the tea cup. "Please speak, Mr. Flint."

"I suspect that I've been hypnotized." Julien clenched his fists tightly and said in an icy voice.

That was the conclusion he had come to in the past two days.

He was hypnotized without his knowledge, but the effect of the hypnosis decreased slightly because of the recent car accident. That was how he recovered some of his true consciousness.

Dr. Sullivan adjusted his glasses. "Are you sure? People who have been hypnotized usually aren't aware of it."

Julien rubbed his temples. "I wasn't aware of it before either. It was only after the car accident that I realized something is wrong with me and that something is mainly for one person, my fiancee. I found out that whenever my fiancee shows up in front of me, she would lead my thoughts, emotions, and my feelings, by the nose.

"For example?" Dr. Sullivan got slightly more serious.

"For example, if she wants something, I won't hesitate to satisfy her. For example, if she's wronged, even if I know she's just pretending and wants me to stand up for her, I will still do it without hesitation." Julien propped his tired-looking head up.

Yes, Lyra was only pretending to be wronged.

Now, when he thought of Lyra's red eyes every time she cried, he clearly knew that she was faking it most of the time. However, he had never noticed it before. It was as if a hand had blinded his eyes.

"Is there anything else?" Dr. Sullivan rubbed his chin." With all due respect, President Flint, these two examples you mentioned are useless. They can't be used to determine whether you've been hypnotized or not."

"There's more." Julien lowered his eyes.

What came next was the real deal.

Taking a deep breath, Julien suppressed the irritation he felt and said calmly, "I don't love her, but when I see her, I feel a voice in my heart telling me that I love her. The voice says I should give everything to her and remove all the people who could threaten her. Most importantly..."

"What is it?" Dr. Sullivan looked at him seriously.

Julien closed his eyes. "That voice also tells me that even if I know my fiancee did something wrong and hurt others, I cannot blame her. I will think that she's innocent and that all the fault lies with other people because she's the person I care about the most. In my heart, she's pure, flawless, and weak, so she can't come up with schemes to harm others."

After a pause, he added, "Even if she really did it, I must quickly find a reason for her to explain that she did it all out of necessity, and I must forget about what she did as soon as possible. Even if I think about it later, I just think that they were all trivial matters."

Dr. Sullivan gasped at those words. "President Flint, from what you said, I can generally conclude that your thoughts and feelings are indeed affected by your fiancee. When your fiancee is not around, you can be sure that you do not love her, but when your fiancee is present, you feel that you love her and want to give her the world."

"That's right. Dr. Sullivan, have I been hypnotized?" Julien stared at him.

Dr. Sullivan pondered for a moment before he replied,' I'm not quite sure about that yet. The only thing certain is that something is indeed not quite right with you."

"In that case, please check whether I've been hypnotized or not. If I was, when did it happen?" Julien said through gritted teeth.

Dr. Sullivan stood up. "Of course. President Flint, please close your eyes while I check for you."

"Alright." Julien nodded and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, it was one hour later.

He had slept for an hour.

What surprised him was that he did not even know when he fell asleep.

"How was it, Dr. Sullivan?" Julien's heart could not help but sink when he looked at the doctor, who was frowning in the opposite chair.

Dr. Sullivan shook his head with a gloomy expression. "My apologies, President Flint. I examined you twice, but the result both times was that you hadn't been hypnotized. You're very normal, and there's nothing unusual about your mind."

Julien's eyes widened in shock. "How could that be? What I told you earlier was all true. If I haven’t been hypnotized, how can my situation be explained?"

Dr. Sullivan sighed. "I'm also puzzled about that. I've never encountered your situation before, President Flint. I suspect that either the person who hypnotized you is far superior to me in spirituality and psychology, so I can't diagnose it, or as I said, you haven’t been hypnotized in the first place. Personally, I believe the latter is more likely."

He was quite a world-renown psychology professor, and few had higher achievements than him. Unless it was the work of those few people, even if he could not undo the hypnosis, he would have been able to see

traces of it.

Therefore, the possibility that Julien had not been hypnotized was very large.

At that thought, Dr. Sullivan suggested, "How about this? You can get more psychologists and ask them to analyze you as well. Let's see if their results are the same as mine."