Charles' POV:
When I left the meeting room, I received a call from Samantha.
She gave me her business card the last time we met, and I called her later after some hesitation.
She was indeed one of the most excellent psychotherapists in the country. Her voice was as soft as a feather.
Talking to her made me feel relaxed and it alleviated my headache.
"Charles, is it convenient for you to talk now?"
"Yup. What's up?"
"The Caroline Wilson you mentioned to me last time just contacted me today, and she said that she's coming to my clinic tonight. Would you like to come too?" asked Samantha.
I couldn't believe what I just heard. "Wait... Caroline agreed to receive treatment from you?" I asked back.
'Caroline actually went with my suggestion?'
The thought alone was enough to make me happy.
"I don't think I should go."
Though it pained me to admit it, I knew Caroline wouldn't want to see me.
"Charles, I know how much you care about Caroline. If you want to come, you can wait in the room next door," Samantha responded.
Her suggestion was quite considerate.
And to be honest, it left me no reason to refuse. After I agreed to her suggestion, I hung up the phone.
Then, I finished my work early and left the company.
Soon, I arrived at Samantha's clinic before seven o'clock.
The person who received me was her assistant.
"Hello, sir. Are you Mr. Moore? My name is Doris, Dr. Hoffman's assistant. She has something urgent to deal with, so she asked me to take you in there for the time being."
I nodded and followed Doris into a consulting room.
Moments later, the door was opened again.
This time, it was Samantha.
"Is Caroline here?" I asked her.
Samantha approached me and replied, "Don't worry. Caroline will be coming here later."
I nodded in response.
"You don't seem to be in good condition. You haven't been resting properly lately, have you?" she asked.
I glanced at my watch and didn't respond to the question.
"How about I check on you first? Charles, if you can't take good care of yourself, how are you ever going to take care of Caroline?"
Her words left me stunned.
I had been taking lots of medicine nowadays because I had been upset these past few days. However, none of them worked.
If things were to go on like this, my health would eventually dwindle.
"Understood," I replied with a nod.
"Lie down on that deck chair." Having said that, Samantha turned around and played some light music.
Slowly, I closed my eyes and tried to relax myself.
"Tell me, Charles, what's been bothering you lately?"
The sound of Samantha's voice was pleasant to hear, but I was immersed in painful, depressing memories.
"I want to get Caroline back, but she has deeply-rooted misconstrued notions of me and she refuses to give me a chance."
Every word that came out of my mouth was a blow to my heart.
No matter what method I tried, Caroline would ruthlessly reject my advances.
Her tough attitude towards me had made me restless.
"Maybe I can help you mend your relationship with Caroline," Samantha replied.
"Seriously?" I opened my eyes, and sat up, staring into her eyes.
"Of course, Charles. Have faith in my abilities as a professional!" Samantha answered confidently.
"But under one condition; you have to come to my clinic for a session once a week."
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