My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 242 Psychotherapy

I waited in the car for about fifteen minutes before Song Yafei returned.

However, she seemed a little off when she returned, even appearing preoccupied.

What did the doctor say to you? Is my condition not good?

Upon hearing this, Song Yafei shook her head, "No, it's about work."

It was only later that I learned that the reason the doctor kept Song Yafei was because my psychiatrist was a friend of this attending physician.

Song Yafei then realized that my psychological problems were very serious.

The next day, after Song Yafei went to work, I got up and went downstairs, where I saw a strange man in the lobby.

It was unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar.

The man was gentle and refined, sipping coffee and wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

When they saw me coming downstairs, they got up and greeted me.

When Aunt Lin came over, she introduced him to me, saying, "This gentleman is here to see Madam. I have already called Madam, and she is on her way back."

I nodded without thinking much about it.

He doesn't look like someone from the business world.

Perhaps it was because of his extremely humble and polite attitude that I, who usually ignored Song Yafei's affairs, treated him with the courtesy due to a host.

To my surprise, he was not resistant to my hospitality and was quite cooperative.

We chatted for quite a while, one of us drinking milk and the other drinking coffee.

After our conversation, I felt unusually relaxed.

Around the time it was almost over, Song Yafei's car returned, and I went upstairs before she came in.

I don't know what they talked about downstairs.

However, after going upstairs, I still had some doubts about his identity, so I used the last bit of memory in my mind to search for his identity information online.

That's really surprising!

Song Yafei came home very late that night, and I went to bed shortly after having dinner.

Even though she walked quietly when she came back, I still woke up, just without opening my eyes.

It's probably because I go to bed early.

The bed sank down, and Song Yafei sat down on the edge of the bed, then heard her soft murmur.

"Are you so resistant to my approach?"

"Do I really disgust you that much?"

"You want to leave so badly? Does staying by my side cause you so much pain?"

"That's why I developed a mental illness. So my previous suicide attempt wasn't to get my attention, but because I had psychological problems."

I kept my eyes closed.

A dampness dripped onto my hand.

Were those her tears?

I never imagined that one day she would shed tears for me.

Even so, it did not dispel my idea of ​​leaving.

Because compared to her, I shed far more tears for her.

Even without opening my eyes, I could feel Song Yafei's undeniable gaze fixed on my face.

She sat on the edge of the bed and stared at me for a while before sighing and turning to go to the bathroom.

The moment the bathroom door closed, I opened my eyes instantly.

In the morning, I found out the stranger's identity information.

The reason he looked familiar was because I had seen his photo when I went to see a psychologist before.

She was someone that psychologists idolized.

At that moment, I realized that it was Song Yafei's deliberate arrangement.

I guess her unusual behavior when she left the hospital yesterday was probably because she learned about my mental health issues.

So the next morning, a top psychologist was arranged to treat me, which gave me a moment of relief.

I sometimes wonder if Song Yafei, after learning about my condition, would suddenly take pity on me and let me leave.

But it doesn't exist; it's just wishful thinking.

If she were more open-minded, I wouldn't be imprisoned in the villa.

For a long time afterward, I was able to see this psychologist frequently.

He always appeared around me under various pretexts, and I knew it was Song Yafei who arranged it.

Since I can't leave the villa or Song Yafei, what I want is to take good care of my health.

It would be even better if we could address the psychological issues together.

So I gladly accepted.

Moreover, being able to communicate with people outside is a good thing for me.

Days passed like this, one or two days, one or two months, and I've forgotten exactly how long I stayed.

Autumn arrived in the blink of an eye, and my body has recovered quite a bit, but I still can't quite handle the cold air.

The number of bodyguards guarding the villa was reduced by half, but there were still people watching over it, and I still couldn't escape this prison-like villa.

It seems that I can only escape if Song Yafei agrees.

Recently, Song Yafei has been coming back less often than before.

However, she frequently appears in the headlines, either praising the Song Group or in her sex scandals.

This morning when I got up, the first thing I saw in the newspaper was gossip about her and Yu Zhe.

This is the third time I've seen them appear together in the newspaper.

Why did Song Yafei leave last night?

It seems like she was trying to get closer to me, but I rejected her.

Just then, she received a phone call; I don't know if it was from Yu Zhe.

But she rushed over there.

The time I'm looking at these headlines now is exactly last night, so I guess the call was from Yu Zhe.

Why this time?

I read the report, and this time it was because my roommate wasn't feeling well.

However, in the photos, they were clearly accompanied by adults when they got off the bus together.

So it's just an excuse.

There was even a photo that showed them hugging, with Yu Zhe embracing Song Yafei from behind.

Song Yafei was somewhat surprised, but her expression didn't betray her.

Looking at the photos, the handsome man and beautiful woman are a perfect match!

Yu Zhe was very affectionate, and even though Song Yafei had been married to me for several years, she looked like a recent college graduate.

So there are always a lot of flies buzzing around her.

Aunt Lin brought in breakfast, and I put the newspaper aside.

She had only taken two bites of yam when Song Yafei returned from outside, still wearing the same white suit she had worn when she left last night.

"Has Madam had breakfast yet?"

Aunt Lin kindly asked her, but Song Yafei ignored her and sat down on the chair next to me.

Aunt Lin turned around and went into the kitchen, took out a bowl and chopsticks, and laid them out in front of Song Yafei.

She saw the newspaper I had placed beside me and scoffed, "You saw everything?"

My gaze fell on the newspaper beside me. "If you mean this, then I did see it."

Song Yafei looked up and scrutinized me closely.

I knew what she was looking for; she wanted to see anger caused by jealousy on my face.

But I'm sorry, I can only disappoint her.

After not finding any indication on my face that I cared, she angrily slammed the newspaper on the table.

"Now you don't care at all, do you?"

I just calmly watched her.

Can't she see that I've been resisting her for so long?