Waking up with my nemesis baby novel Chapter 144

Roderick glanced at her and suddenly spoke, his eyes landing

on her red lips.

He might have kissed her a little too hard.

“Lipstick? I’ll go check.”

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With that, Madeleine turned and went into the restroom in the

lounge.

As soon as she went in, Roderick’s phone rang.

When Madeleine looked in the mirror and saw her lips, her ears

flushed red, and she instantly understood what Gerry had

meant.

“Ricki!

I’m going to kill you!”

Cursing viciously, Madeleine ground her teeth at her reflection.

No, next time, he’s the one who’s going to have swollen lips!

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Of course, she couldn’t put on lipstick when they were this

swollen; it would only make it more obvious.

There was a fridge in the lounge with cold drinks; she grabbed a

bottle, pressed it to her lips, and took a few sips until the

swelling finally went down.

She came out, ready to settle things with Roderick, but found

him on the phone with a very serious expression.

Madeleine assumed it was a work call, and since it was time for

the afternoon shift, she gestured that she was heading back to

her desk.

But Roderick waved her over, telling her to stay.

“Okay, I know. Thanks for your trouble.”

After he hung up, Roderick looked at her, his expression

serious.

“That was Mariah on the phone.”

Madeleine’s eyes lit up. “Is Nanette’s verdict in!

?”

Roderick was silent for two seconds, his voice a little low.

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“The verdict probably won’t come down that quickly, because…

Nanette submitted proof of schizophrenia.”

“What!”

Madeleine shot to her feet, her eyes wide.

“Nanette has schizophrenia!

?”

Roderick nodded.

“Mariah said that as soon as she was in, she contacted a

psychiatric hospital for a second evaluation. If it’s confirmed

she has schizophrenia, the trial will be suspended, and she’ll be

forcibly sent to a medical facility for treatment.”

Madeleine still hadn’t processed what he just said.

She stood there stunned, recalling her few meetings with

Nanette.

A well–dressed, poised psychologist actually had a serious

mental illness herself..

A person like her, with schizophrenia, was actually Kevin’s

psychologist for two years…

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For a moment, all Madeleine could feel was the irony.

Roderick stood up, walked around the desk, and came to her.

“I know what you’re thinking.”

Roderick took her hand. Feeling that Madeleine’s palm was a

little cold, he held it with both of his, as if trying to warm her up.

“It’s my fault. I was careless in who I hired. It has nothing to do

with you, so don’t blame yourself.”

Madeleine shook her head.

“It’s not your fault either.”

She sighed. “Actually, I’ve been reading a lot of psychology

books and materials lately. The more I read, the more I

understand a certain saying.”

“What saying?”

“Genius on the left, madman on the right.”

Seeing her calm tone, Roderick also breathed a sigh of relief

and listened as she continued.

“The profession of a psychologist is like standing on the edge

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of a cliff. Every day, you listen to other people’s pain, repression,

and despair, but you have to stay calm and rational. All those

negative emotions rush in like a tide with no way out.”

Madeleine gave a bitter smile.

“Over time, you either become numb, or you get swallowed up

yourself.”

Roderick listened quietly, gently stroking the back of her hand

with his thumb.

“The ironic thing is, the walls of Nanette’s office are covered

with testimonial plaques from her patients. Thinking about it

now, I wonder if those so–called cures actually helped people, or

if they harmed them…”

Roderick gave Madeleine’s hand a firm squeeze, pulling her

back from her daze.

“Madeleine.”

His voice was steady. “A madman isn’t scary. A lucid madman

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