He Gave Her Strawberries, Gave Me Hives (Ford and Sylvia) novel Chapter 66

Chapter 8

Cormac, being a celebrity psychologist, carried the weight of public trust like a badge.

The second his video dropped, the internet mob–who were just pitying Scarlett–flipped like a switch.

[So Scarlett is actually a psycho? No wonder she’s so toxic. Scary as hell.]

[Poor Dr. Wilder. He probably put up with her crap just out of responsibility.]

[Scum of society! Lock this lunatic up in a psych ward already!]

A bunch of his former patients even stepped up to defend him, claiming Dr. Wilder was a saint with impeccable ethics, swearing his word was gold and Scarlett was just batshit crazy.

Seeing comments urging him to divorce her, Cormac made a point to reply personally.

[Even though Scarlett suffers from mental illness, she is my wife. As a psychologist, I would never divorce her just because she’s sick. I will cure her slowly. I will make her normal again.]

This made the netizens swoon even harder.

[Dr. Wilder is so devoted! She’s this messed up and he still won’t leave her? Such a waste of a responsible man.]

Watching Cormac twist the truth and seeing the one–sided comments flooding in…

Scarlett slumped in her chair, her face devoid of expression for a long, long time.

She stared into the mirror, dazed.

Delusional paranoia?

She suddenly remembered the days when she chased Cormac.

She was vibrant, full of laughter, confident, radiating energy like a little sun, melting Cormac’s icy heart bit by bit.

But now? The woman in the mirror was haggard, eyes bloodshot, with a ticking time bomb in her brain.

She hadn’t just lost her only child, she’d been betrayed and framed by the person she loved most.

Cormac was a genius. If he spent even a minute investigating, he’d know the truth.

But he didn’t.

He just watched coldly as she was backed into a corner, then put on his “compassionate doctor” act and declared her insane.

Hilarious. The healer, the savior, was the one drivir

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Scarlett sat frozen, staring at her phone blowing up

Her lawyer texting about expediting the lawsuit, friends and family sending questions and concerns, angry trolls flooding her DMs with hate and doxxing her info.

Her phone finally crashed from overheating. The tumor in her brain throbbed harder.

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He Gave Her Strawberries, Gave Me Hives. I Gave Them Both A One–Way Ticket To BANKRUPTCY.

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Chapter 8

She had no heart, and no strength, to reply.

Time blurred until the door was pushed open.

Cormac walked in, bringing the chill with him, his eyes calm with a hint of pity.

“Scarlett.”

He rarely used her nickname like that. He even crouched down and took her hand.

Just like he used to when she threw a tantrum and he tried to soothe her.

“You’ve had your fun. I’m sending you to a hospital to rest for a few days. Once I sort out Ruby’s situation, I’ll bring you home.”

The tumor pressed on her nerves, Scarlett couldn’t even speak.

Cormac frowned, about to say something.

The next second, Ruby called.

His eyes softened instantly. “Ruby? I’m on my way. I’ll make that sweet and sour fish you like.”

Several men in white coats forcibly hoisted Scarlett up and shoved her into a van.

From the van, Scarlett took one last look at Cormac’s profile.

He was walking fast, a smile on his face, like he couldn’t wait to run toward his happiness.

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