The Woman From Hell



Expression composed, he spoke calmly as he looked at Nina in a deliberate manner. It was like one's impetuous heart could settle down the moment they met his gaze.

"Depression is not considered an illness. 60% of people in our society today will have depression to some extent. It's just a matter of severity. It won't get worse if it's not stimulated, and naturally, they won't feel it. But once it's stimulated by something, it leads to a serious illness, such as yours." Nina did not realize she had depressive behavior. Hence, after knowing that he was a psychiatrist, it was inevitable that she would feel a little shaken. I understood this from what Jason said.

Nina went quiet at what he said. After a while, she slowly opened her mouth. "I've dreamed about my child every night since the operation. Sometimes, they'd keep saying that they hated me, but sometimes, they'd smile at me and ask me to go and accompany them. I really can't bear it." "What you think in the day manifests as dreams at night. You dream about them every day and night because you've been thinking about them. Because of your debt to the child, your guilt is increasing day by day. Hence, your dreams are all about them."

It felt like there were some magical properties to Jason's voice. Hearing it brought one calmness. With him, I felt much more at ease. Instead of staying in the room, I left the ward with my laptop in hand and did some work in the corridor.

Some time had passed when I heard the sound of the door opening. I looked up, and it turned out Jason had come out.

I got up quickly and looked at Nina in the room. She was sleeping soundly.

"Dr. Frost, how is she today?"

"Well, it looks like Miss Collins's mood is quite stable. I believe she'll soon be out of the shadows as long as treatment continues."

Jason's words reassured me, and I nodded to him. "Thank you, Dr. Frost."

"It's nothing. This is my job. However, Miss Lane, sometimes, what you think is good for Miss Collins may actually be increasing her burden." What he said puzzled me, and I began feeling uncertain. "What do you mean?"

"Just like how you didn't want her toOwned by NôvelDrama.Org.

know that I'm a psychiatrist. I understand you were worried that Ms. Collins would be agitated if she found out, but if you don't tell her things clearly and she ends abruptly finding out about it, it'll

aggravate her condition.

His words led me into deep contemplation. I lowered my gaze and remained silent for a while.

"Miss Lane, hope you don't mind

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me saying all these. I just hope you'll understand that sometimes, white lies can hurt people," Jason said lightly as he looked at me.

"I understand. Thank you, Dr. Frost. I'll consider this properly."

Jason smiled at me, then turned to look at Nina on the bed. "Take good care of her. I'll be leaving first."

"Safe travels."

After Jason left, I went back to the ward and saw the curved corners of Nina's mouth. It was like she was having a sweet dream.

It looked like Jason was reliable. At least Nina was not having nightmares anymore.

I sat by her side, mulling over

Jason's words carefully. Without

knowing, fell asleep. When I woke up again, the sky outside had

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already darkened. I panicked when I did not see anyone on the bed.

Where did Nina go?

to

I got up hastily and ran outside. As soon as I went out, I saw Nina moving slowly toward the ward with her IV.

"I woke up and wanted to go to the bathroom, so..."

"You should have called me. I thought you went somewhere. You scared me to death."