Ice-Cold Ceo, Crazy Love By Christin Donald (Edward) novel Chapter 351

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At that moment, Eason chose honesty and expressed his willingness to make amends. 

The initial expression on Dr. Thompson’s face was one of disapproval, but it quickly changed to a more gentle and understanding look. 

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She gave Eason a meaningful look. “What’s your name?” 

Eason answered her without any hesitation. 

Dr. Thompson noted it down, then instructed Eason, “Wait here. I need to have a chat with Emma.” 

“Chat?” Eason commented, “She seems totally lost in her own world. Communication might be tough.” 

“I know what I’m doing. Dr. Thompson assured, settling beside Emma. 

Emma was fixated on the TV, showing no extra reaction. 

Dr. Thompson, unperturbed, gently called out, “Emma.” 

No response from Emma, but Dr. Thompson continued regardless, “I saw Eason. He’s really annoying.” 

Emma’s brow twitched slightly, a noticeable reaction. 

Dr. Thompson, clearly pleased, went on, “The thought of him trying to woo you is ridiculous. It’s like a frog trying to become a prince – way out of his league. To me, he’s like a bug in the gutter, meant to stay there, never even thinking of climbing 

out. He’s also like…” 

Dr. Thompson went on and on, disparaging Eason in every way possible. 

Eason, on the sidelines, felt a sense of frustration as he heard the words that put him down. 

Eason thought to himself, Though Emma didn’t like me, I couldn’t be that bad, right? 

‘But since it was for treatment, even if it meant getting beaten up, I would accept it. 

‘After all, I was the cause of this mess.‘ 

As Dr. Thompson’s words grew harsher, Emma’s frown deepened. 

“Eason is such a terrible person that hell itself would have to create an exclusive level just for him. A place beyond the worst, where he’d be doomed to endure endless torment.” 

Dr. Thompson was enjoying her rant. 

Emma struggled to speak, “That’s not it.” 

Her complexion was noticeably pale, and her voice raspy from strain, yet the words she uttered came out with remarkable 

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“No and hold bec Dr. Thompson instructed. 

ason was puzzled 

Raising an eyebrow De Thompson challenged, “What’s the matter? Didn’t you say you would fully cooperate?” 

Lason hurriedly explained. “Of course, I’m willing to help, but she hates me so much, Won’t this backfire?” 

Who said she hates you? De Thompson replied calmly. 

In fact Emma was clearly too fond of his Dr. Thompson thought. 

Bot Fason was still uncertain 

“Am I the psychologist here, or are you?” Dr. Thompson frowned, “If you want to help, fallow my land.” 

Left with no choice, Lason hesitantly sat down next to Emma. 

The TV show transitioned from one to another. 

Emma was still sitting quietly, watching intently. 

Eason reached out, then pulled back. 

He did this several times, unable to make up his mind. 

De Thompson gave him a threatening look 

Eason hesitated briefly, then, with a determined resolve, he finally embraced Emma. 

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He was worried she might kick him away, given how much she seemed to dislike him. 

However, Emma just trembled slightly without any extreme reaction. 

Dr. Thompson’s lips curled into a subtle smile, a sign she had guessed correctly. 

Seeing that they were a couple truly in love, she decided to give them a little push today. 

“Next, give her a kiss,” Dr. Thompson instructed. 

Eason panicked. He looked at Dr. Thompson, “Won’t I get slapped for this?” 

“Why don’t you try and find out?” Dr. Thompson said calmly. 

Eason was speechless. 

If he hadn’t met Dr. Thompson for the first time today, he would think they had some old grudge. 

“Hurry up,” Dr. Thompson urged. 

Eason gazed at Emma, quiet and fragile in his embrace, like a delicate flower bent in the wind. Overcome with emotion, he gently kissed her cheek. 

Emma still had no reaction. Her condition hadn’t improved, but it hadn’t worsened either. 

Dr. Thompson had everything figured out. 

She said, “Eason, come with me.” 

“Sure.” Eason quickly let go of Emma and followed Dr. Thompson. 

Dr. Thompson adjusted her glasses, giving him a significant look. “It’s all on you to help Emma now.” 

Eason felt overwhelmed, “By doing what we just did?” 

Eason thought, ‘That wasn’t helping. That was clearly taking advantage.” 

“Pretty much,” Dr. Thompson replied calmly. “For the next few days, I’ll assess Emma’s condition daily. Until I’m sure she’s recovered, you’ll move in here and stay with her constantly. Whenever you have a moment, hold her, kiss her, and whisper sweet nothings to her.” 

Eason was shocked! 

“Is this really treatment? 

He thought Dr. Thompson might be a fraud. 

Ignoring him, Dr. Thompson turned and wrote a note for Eason, “If you can’t think of sweet nothings, just read what’s on here.” 

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