Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts novel Chapter 368

Phillip couldn't bear to hear any more. He feared that if things continued this way, he'd definitely end up with high blood pressure. He got up, lightly patted Erica on the shoulder, and said, "Forget it, Erica, let's go. No point hanging around here anymore."

Erica nodded. She didn't want to argue with Silvia either. It wasn't worth it, not at all. She turned to leave with Phillip.

Just then, Silvia burst into laughter. "I know you've all been sympathizing with me over these years, but I don't need your sympathy at all."

Phillip sighed heavily, unable to resist turning back to look at Silvia one last time. He watched her for a long time before he spoke. "Silvia, do you realize that you have a serious mental illness?"

The moment the words left his mouth, Silvia's emotions spiraled out of control. She shook her head, pointing at Phillip and shouting, "What are you talking about? I'm not ill. I'm fine. I'm going to be the best psychologist. I'm a doctor, how could I be sick?"

"It's all my fault. Seems like when your sister died, your mental state was already off. I overlooked it. If I had been vigilant then, your condition wouldn't have escalated to this point."

Silvia suddenly calmed down, even smiling slightly. She looked at Phillip seriously as if their argument hadn't happened at all. “Phillip, you're overthinking it. I'm not ill, I'm fine, see? I can totally control my emotions."

As she spoke, she revealed a smile, seemingly trying to prove that she really was okay.

Seeing the drastic change in Silvia, Erica agreed with Phillip's assessment. She was seriously ill, probably beyond saving. "Let's stop talking and go," Erica guided Phillip out the door.

Both of them knew that once they walked out the door that day, they would truly sever ties with Silvia and have nothing more to do with her.

As they left, Silvia's expression suddenly turned cold. She looked a bit mad, a bit happy, repeatedly saying, "Just go, I don't need your pity. I really don't need it. I have no family. No one in this world cares about me."

Once they left the room, Erica couldn't help but ask, "Why did you say she had issues years ago?"

Phillip sighed. "You guys were hardly home then, so you didn't know. During that time, she had trouble sleeping at night, always having dreams. She liked to talk to herself in corners during the day, and her expression was weird. I thought it was due to extreme grief. Looking back, she probably had issues then, otherwise, she wouldn't be like this now."

An even bigger reason was that the news of Beasley's death at that time had left them deeply saddened, and they didn't pay much attention to Silvia's condition.

Since he knew the truth, he was more sensitive to it than they were.

"You don't need to blame yourself, it's not your fault. From her behavior, she must know about her condition. If she doesn't accept treatment, we can't do anything about it."

Phillip nodded, not saying anything more. As they turned a corner, his vision suddenly went black, and he fell forward.

"Are you okay?" Erica quickly tried to catch him, but it was too late. He had already fallen.

Soon Erica called Ethan. He didn't have time to pick up Ines and rushed straight to the hospital. Phillip had already gone into the ward and Erica was looking after him.