Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 967

The next day.

It was 10 a.m. John had invited the most famous doctor in town to Imperial Garden to run an examination on Nicole.

“Doctor, I’ve been hallucinating at irregular times these days… Is there anything wrong with my brain? Or could it be some form of mental problem?”

“Just relax. Let me have a look.”

Then, the doctor asked a series of questions and carried out a few physical checks on her. “There seems to be nothing wrong with your health. Everything appears normal,” he said after a brief moment of analysis.

Nicole gave a somewhat confused frown. “I’m normal? Why have I been having hallucinations then?”

The doctor was quiet for a second before he answered, “It could be a result of external triggers instead of physical health factors.”

External triggers?

She couldn’t understand what he meant. “I can’t remember being triggered by anyone whenever I have these episodes. It feels like they just happened out of the blue.”

“What I meant was,” he answered mindfully, “There’s a possibility that it could be due to some form of shock on your consciousness or the nervous system, which might have resulted from something you ate or came into physical contact with. It’s likely that your body isn’t showing any symptoms as of now after you’ve recovered from such triggers.”

She pondered upon his words in silence.

Her eyes darted around as she tried to trace back on her memories. A few minutes had passed, yet she failed to recall anything unusual about her food or anything she had touched.

“Doctor, I don’t think I’ve eaten or touched anything weird like you said,” she replied as she looked up. “I can’t think of any possible reasons.”

Another brief silence followed. “Hmm… In this case, I shall go back and do some more research on this matter. In the meantime, please continue to be wary of your surroundings and let me know if you notice anything. Perhaps we’ll get closer to the answers from that.”

She nodded. “Thank you, doctor.”

He gestured back with a smile as he stood up. “This is my duty. Besides, Mr. Seet has been very kind to me, so don’t mention it.”

After sending the doctor off, Nicole began to think through his words over and over again.

Could it be that she had really eaten something wrong? Or maybe she had indeed touched something which she shouldn’t have? She paced back and forth in the living room throughout that morning, attempting to grasp any clue she could’ve missed during the discussion.

Later that evening, she was extremely cautious of everything laid out on the dinner table. With a silver needle, she poked around on every piece of food before putting it in her mouth.

Her four kids stared at their mother while watching her meticulous antics. Then, they began to feel anxious.