The Sleeper's Wrath and His Wife's Strike novel Chapter 83

After living two lifetimes, Lindsay was no longer the same person she’d once been. Even her state of mind had changed.

She schooled her features and steered the conversation elsewhere. “After taking the medicine Dr. Young prescribed, are you feeling any better?”

“About the same.”

“Should we schedule a follow-up?”

“No need. More pills won’t help,” Yves replied, fully aware of what Dr. Young had meant by “psychological issues.”

Once a knot in your heart unravels, you heal without any medicine.

“But you can’t just carry on like this. How about we make an appointment with a therapist?” Lindsay’s concern was evident.

Yves smiled faintly. “You’re really worried about me?”

“We’re married. Isn’t it normal for me to worry about you?” Lindsay answered without hesitation.

“If we weren’t legally married, would you still care?” Yves suddenly asked, his tone probing. Back before his accident, Lindsay’s eyes had only ever followed Lester. Why had she chosen him at the family dinner? He’d been little more than a shell of a man then—was it out of pity?

Lindsay didn’t skip a beat. “Even if we weren’t husband and wife, you’d still be my Yves in name, at least. It’d only be natural for me to worry about you.”

A flicker of disappointment flashed in Yves' eyes. Did she only care for him as family? Was there no love between a man and a woman at all?

A dull ache pressed against his chest, stealing his breath for a moment.

“What’s wrong?” Lindsay frowned, catching the shifting emotions on Yves' face.

He pressed his lips together. “Nothing.”

“Then should I still book that therapist for you?”

“Do whatever you think is best.”

Without delay, Lindsay pulled out her phone and made him an appointment. They were lucky—there was an opening that morning.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the psychiatric clinic.

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