A scar on his forehead?
A face flashed through Noreen's mind.
But it was quickly replaced by other thoughts.
In the end, she just smiled and patted Katy's head. "You need to cooperate with the doctor's questions, okay?"
While Jordan was conducting his session with Katy, Noreen waited outside.
When Katy came out, she was holding an origami frog.
She happily presented it to Noreen, telling her that Dr. Jordan had given it to her. You could press it and it would jump really far. It was very cute.
"Since the doctor gave it to you, you should keep it."
Katy carefully tucked it into her pocket and explained, "Dr. Jordan said he gives every patient who comes for a consultation an origami frog. They come in all different colors."
As expected of someone who studied psychology, such small details were indeed thoughtful.
After just one session, Katy's state was noticeably better than before.
Colby's car was already waiting downstairs. As soon as Noreen and Katy came down, he drove them away.
Just as their car left, Jude pulled his car out from behind a flowerbed.
"See, Seth? It was a good thing we came today! You even got to see Noreen here!"
Seth didn't speak. He just opened the car window and lit a cigarette.
He didn't smoke it, just let it burn down on its own until the heat singed his fingertips. Only then did he stub it out in the ashtray.
Jude didn't dare to speak during this time.
He could sense that Seth was in a very bad mood—subdued and deeply sorrowful.
He didn't even dare to ask Seth where he lived.
He just followed his instructions and parked the car in the designated spot.
Jude looked around, feeling that the place was somewhat familiar.
It... it was probably just a similar name.
But the next moment, the automated system called out Seth's name.
From the other side of the room, someone stood up and walked toward the specialist's office.
Noreen deliberately avoided looking in that direction, but her peripheral vision still caught a glimpse of a tall, slender figure.
When she returned to Rosalind's side, she was noticeably distracted.
A mother knows her daughter best, and Rosalind immediately sensed something was wrong. "Are you not getting enough rest because of work? I told you, you don't need to come with me for my check-up. The housekeeper can accompany me."
"It's finally the weekend, and you're busy taking Katy to the psychiatrist and me to the doctor. You're not a robot! Even robots need to recharge!"
As Rosalind fussed over her, Noreen's heart gradually calmed down.
She didn't know what she was so flustered about.
He was just someone from the past. It wasn't necessary.

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