The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 391

“You can’t continue like this. I know a psychologist who is very good at what they do. You should go see them.”

Tears started rolling down Charis’ cheeks as she put her trembling hands on the desk. She knew the day would come when Brandon would let her go, sooner or later. And this was it! “Do you think I’m crazy?” she asked with a trembling voice.

Brandon shook his head and explained his reasoning patiently. “I don’t think you’re crazy, but I do believe your state of mind is delicate right now. I understand how you feel. I don’t want to blame you, but I strongly suggest you seek professional help. Otherwise, it will affect your work and life in the future.”

Charis clenched her fists tightly. In her eyes, Brandon was just making excuses. She knew he must be upset with her. After all, her face was disfigured now, and she couldn’t work as skillfully as before. How could he possibly fall in love with her?

“Okay, I hear you,” she scoffed coldly. As soon as she left Brandon’s office, she collapsed and ran out crying, not taking his business card. Obviously, she didn’t want to see a psychologist.

Rubbing his aching temples, Brandon waved and sighed. In her current fragile state, Charis couldn’t do anything right. But considering the fact that they were friends, he couldn’t just kick her out of the Larson Group. He could only hope that she would figure things out.

At first, Natalie didn’t realize how bad Charis had become until Brandon informed her about the seriousness of the situation. He also saw this as the perfect opportunity.

Charis used to be a serene and intriguing woman, making it extremely difficult to pinpoint her vulnerabilities. But now, she was at her most fragile state. Finally, it was time for Natalie to move forward.

From Brandon’s conversation with Charis, she rarely left her office or spoke to anyone. She didn’t want to face the gazes of the intrigued employees, nor did she want to fight with anyone and give Brandon one more reason to push her away.

Given her fragile mental state, it was difficult for her to control her temper now. She knew better than anyone that she could barely keep calm in these days. The more she tried, the worse things got.

At that moment, she heard the door open to her office. Thinking it was just her assistant who came to deliver some documents, she didn’t bother to look up from her desk. “Put the documents on the table,” she said absentmindedly. But a familiar voice sounded. Charis raised her head and met Natalie’s smiling eyes.

“Mrs. Larson, do you have a date? If not, please get out of my office,” Charis said hatefully.