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Chapter 332 Accepting Treatment
Daven, in front of Lynnsey, asked Finch to withdraw the people. After hearing his words, Lynnsey's strength seemed to be suddenly drained, and she leaned weakly on the bed. She looked blankly at her palm and suddenly began to cry. "I'm sorry, Ray..." Daven's heart felt like it was twisted. He put his phone back in his pocket and walked to the bedside, whispering, "Stop overthinking, take good care of yourself." "I'm sorry..." Lynnsey grabbed his clothes and hoarsely said, "Four years ago that night, I often became suspicious and paranoid after thinking Arian and Spike were dead. I went to the hospital for treatment. The doctor said I have persecutory delusional disorder and severe depression..." She forced a bitter smile, "A few months ago, when I found out the child was stil
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