But why? Why did everythinge so easily to Lindsey?
Kendra couldn’t ept it.
Even at death’s door, she wouldn’t ept it Kendra fought back with a curse, “You’ll pay for what you’ve done!”
The man restraining Kendra found her too loud, and knocked her unconscious.
Domenic paid no attention to Kendra and missed her final words.
He gently ced Lindsey in the car, rolled down the window, and coldly instructed the leader of the men in ck, “Take the evidence and Kendra to the police.
And the kid too.
Also, pass a message to the police chief for me.
Tell him the police have been too carelesstely.
Make sure they won’t link this to me, and ask him to ensure Kendra’s baby is born in prison.N?velDrama.Org owns this.
”
“Understood,” the leader replied, nodding.
Domenic rolled up the window and gazed at Lindsey’s pale face, feeling sorry for her.
He urgently told Hendrix, “Hurry to the hospital.
”
“How is she, Dr.
Davis?”
In the hospital ward, Domenic stood alongside the Morcastle Hospital director, anxiously observing Lindsey as shey calmly on the bed, a respiratory mask covering her face.
Hector Davis informed Domenic, “Following the oxygen treatment, Miss Stewart’s condition has steadied.
This illness is primarily psychological.
If she receives timely treatment, she should recover well.
However, prolonged dy poses a serious risk.
The patient might get trapped in a psychological vicious cycle, triggering a series of stress The patient might get trapped in a psychological vicious cycle, triggering a series of stress responses.
Unfortunately, the mostmon oue is death due to hyperventtion.
”
Domenic’s expression soured, a heavy feeling settling in his heart.
“Is there a cure?” Domenic pressed.
Hector sighed.
“A mental illness requires mental remedy.
Typically, this type of ailment stems from the patient’s unsettling experiences, leading to psychological trauma.
Whenever she finds herself in a familiar situation, she’s Likely to experience shbacks to the past, getting trapped in those memories and struggling to move beyond them.
Unless…”
“Unless what?” Domenic nced at Hector as a spark of hope gleamed in his eyes.
“Unless we rece her troubling memories with positive ones, though this approach is mostly theoretical.
There haven’t been many sessful cases using this method thus far.
” Mostly, those distressing memories from the past are deeply ingrained, making them challenging to forget and nearly impossible to substitute.
”
Upon hearing this, Domenic fell silent, appearing lost in contemtion.
Meanwhile, Lindsey had a dream where an infinite darkness threatened to consume her.
Despite her best efforts to escape, the darkness appeared endless, persisting no matter where she turned.
Amid her breakdown and despair, a faint light emerged, challenging the darkness.
Against all odds, she moved towards the Light.
As Lindsey pursued the light, she abruptly opened her eyes.
After some time, she found herself gazing at the familiar ceiling above her.
She turned slightly and noticed aforting yellowmp on the bedside.
The light from her dream seemed to emanate from it.
She cherished the soothing warmth of the yellow hue, finding it both warm and reassuring.
So, every night before going to bed, she would switch on a simr light at the head of her bed to chase away the fears in her heart.
However, the question lingered in her mind: why did she return?