Starting with A Divorce novel (Ainsley and Cason)
Chapter 659

Chapter 659 Psychological Treatment

Daniel, however, rarely became serious. "Aisy, I did all this for you."

Ainsley quickly tore the contract into pieces and threw the shreds at Daniel to vent her anger. The other therapist was stunned.

Daniel slapped the shreds off him nonchalantly and smiled. "Just tear it up. I still have a lot of copies like this."

'Despicable! Disgusting!' Ainsley was trembling with anger.

Daniel, however, just sat relaxed in his chair and looked at her with a smile.

His attitude calmed Ainsley down. She sat down again and glanced coldly at the other therapist.

'What's wrong? Are you afraid that I'll hypnotize you again?" Ainsley thought of the psychological intervention she had done for Daniel last time, and her eyes flashed with mockery. "You want me to give you psychotherapy, but you're afraid that I'll kill you. You're really a schizo."

Daniel shrugged. 'After all, I've learned about your psychological intervention. I cant be careless anymore."

The door to the study swung open, and Georgia, whose face was bruised and swollen, walked in. She was holding a tray with several cups of coffee on it shakily.

When she handed one of the cups to Ainsley, the latter noticed that one of her fingers was wrapped in gauze. Her eyes were swollen, and the corners of her mouth were bruised.

Ainsley looked at her, but she didn't dare to look at her. She just kept her head down.

The therapist, who was invited over, looked at Ainsley and Georgia with some curiosity. They looked exactly the same. One was glaring at Daniel in a condescending manner, while the other was serving coffee with injuries all over her body. It was strange.

Instead of going out, Georgia stood behind Daniel, waiting for his instructions.

Ainsley still remembered the first time she saw her, also at Seaside Villa. However, the last time, she was full of pride and confidence, and her whole body shone with a different light.

Of course, the most amazing part was the last charity auction. That was the last time she saw Georgia. She looked exactly like her, in both temperament and eyes.

But now they were all gone, and only a faint intention of death remained. The eyes, in particular, had no light in them.

She felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at Georgia. It had only been a short while, and she had become like this.

What would have happened if Daniel had treated her the same way back then?

She clenched her fists inadvertently. No matter what, it was Georgia who had switched with her that she suffered like this. She must help her.

Daniel noticed Ainsley's mood ups and downs, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. "Do you know Ms. Easton?"

Trembling, Georgia replied, "Y-Yes."

Daniel sneered and said, "Ms. Easton owes you a thank you. It's all thanks to you that she managed to escape this place. Otherwise, she would be the one serving drinks here today." However, Georgia did not dare to say anything and only stared at her toes.

Daniel's expression changed. He raised his head and gave her a loud slap.

'Won't you reply?"

Georgia tilted her head from the force of the slap and took a few steps back. "I'm sorry."

'Kneel down!" Daniel said coldly.

In the next second, Georgia subconsciously fell to her knees with a resounding thud. The sound tugged at Ainsley's heartstrings.

She said coldly, "That's enough!"

Daniel shifted his gaze from her to Ainsley. "Ms. Easton, what's wrong?"

'Don't you think you're going too far? She's a human. Why are you humiliating her like this?" Ainsley's face turned pale.

However, Daniel laughed out loud and said, "I'm humiliating her? What right do you have to say that to me? Ainsley, how did she end up like this? You and Manuel set up a trap to send her in and replace you. Aren't you also a murderer? Why are you accusing me so righteously?"

Ainsley frowned and pursed her lips. "Daniel, I'm here to give you a psychological treatment. If you don't need it, I'll leave first."

'How dare you!" Daniel slammed the table in anger.

Ainsley stood up and said, "If you want to receive the treatment, ask them to leave."

Although he was annoyed by her current attitude, Daniel still asked everyone to leave.

Ainsley took out a stack of papers from her bag and placed them in front of Daniel. "Finish these."

Daniel flipped through it casually. There were more than 30 test papers in total. Even if they were all multiple-choice questions, he had to do them for a few hours to complete them. "What are these?" 'Test questions. I can't determine what's wrong with your mind, so I have to use this method to replace out. If you refuse, I'll treat you as recovered." Ainsley looked him straight in the eye, and made no concession. Daniel suppressed his anger, but still picked up his pen and started answering the questions.

For two hours, Ainsley sat on the couch and read a book while Daniel answered the questions. The dense mass of questions had dazzled him.

He raised his head to look at Ainsley from time to time, and he felt that there was nothing wrong with it. He had long imagined such a scene many times.

Finally, Daniel finished answering the last question. Ainsley skimmed through the test questions. "You're not sick. I'm leaving."

'How is that possible?" Daniel's heart skipped a beat. He had deliberately made a few mistakes just now. It was impossible that he was not sick.

However, Ainsley waved the papers. "These are the most authoritative test questions in the world. Even if you have tried to make some mistakes, it is a shame that the result is still that you are not sick at all. You don't have a mental illness, so you don't know what people who are truly sick would choose."

Just as she was about to leave, Daniel said with a serious face, "I do! I have the biggest mental illness. This matter has been held in my heart for a long time. I often have nightmares. Then can you still conclude that I'm not sick?"

'I hope you understand that having nightmares is not necessarily a problem in your heart."

"Ainsley! Since you are a therapist, the ethics of the profession require that you cannot be certain that a person is perfectly fine based on your own judgment, right? What if your professional skills aren't good enough?" Daniel said coldly.

'Daniel, these test questions are the most authoritative. Even if you sue me, they can't replace any flaws," Ainsley said coldly.

Just then, Daniel suddenly remembered what the other therapist had said before, "Ainsley, have you forgotten that even if I do the test, it doesn't mean that I don't have any psychological problems at all? Even if it's just a simple consultation, since you've signed the contract, the content of the agreement has stated that only when I think that I'm recovered does the treatment come to an end."

Ainsley stopped in her tracks. She knew that Daniel was despicable, but she didn't expect him to think of such a way out.

'Okay, I'll treat you." Her eyes were gloomy.

Daniel smiled, but he opened the door of the study first, "Let's go eat first."

'You!" Ainsley did not expect him to be so shameless.

'What's wrong? I'm a patient. Can't I eat when I'm hungry?"