Severo Laris stood on the balcony with the phone in his hand, clutching the balcony, slowly tightening the railing, looking out into the dark night air, and said to Albarran Bail on the other end of the phone, “Hospitalization, that’s the last resort to take, is there any other way?”
Albarran Bail said, “If she continues to be intolerant, the disease will get worse because of the delay. She is not an obedient patient and if they want her to behave and receive regular treatment, the best way is to make hospitalization mandatory.”
Severo Laris frowned, implacable.
He pursed his thin lips and mumbled, “Dr. Bail, I have an unpleasant request.”
“Go ahead.”
“You were Paula Rouco’s psychiatrist when she was treated in the United States and I would like you to return to your country and continue to be her primary care physician.”
Albarran Bail laughed softly at the unmistakably forceful tone of the man on the other end of the line and said, “Professor Laris, are you so overbearing that I have to give up everything I have in America just to treat one patient?”
Severo Laris said, “They’re going to pay you ten times what you charge now to treat Paula Rouco again. ”
“So if Paula Rouco is cured, I will no longer be needed, I will be in an uncomfortable position at home, and I will have to redevelop in America, has Professor Laris thought about my situation?”
Severo Laris said, “If you agree to return to your home country and continue as Paula Rouco’s attending physician, I can help you open your own hospital.”
Albarran Bail held the phone and froze.
For a long time, Albarran Bail did not answer.
Severo Laris said dryly, “Dr. Bail, with this deal you won’t lose any money.”
Albarran Bail burst out laughing, “Professor Laris, I’m a little curious as to why you care so much about an ex-girlfriend who has been broken up for seven years. With her current status and stature, it’s not hard to find another good girlfriend. While I recognize that Paula Rouco is doing very well, she is now suffering from severe depression. Since she is a good friend of Fang and Alumni, it would be a friendly reminder to tell her something appropriate.”
Albarran Bail has known Paula Rouco for four years and has always known the girl who was bright, beautiful, the center of attention when she got on stage to play the piano, the girl who shone brightly, but now suffers from severe depression and is suicidal at any moment.
The most wonderful person, suffering from depression, is left with nothing but a thousand holes.
Severus Laris took a deep breath, the light in his dark eyes serious and steady, and said, “Of the three thousand weak waters, I love only that one. It shines brightly, and I rejoice; it is full of holes, and I repair it again.”
Albarran Bail was silent for a long time.
Previously, he had always thought that Severo Laris was nothing but a heartless man.
It is this man who had left Paula Rouco lifeless.
But now he seemed to realize why Paula Rouco had loved this man to the point of depression.
And Severo Laris does not return to the country’s psychiatrist to treat Paula Rouco, simply because, to save his face, to take care of his self-esteem, to protect his intimacy. intimacy.
Paula Rouco’s depression is something Severo Laris does not want to be known.
He did not want, ever again, to let his lita be damaged in the slightest.
In the middle of the night, Albarran Bail sent an email in response to Severo Laris.
Click on it for Albarran Bail’s calendar and work schedule.
Albarran Bail agreed to return home to treat Paula Rouco.
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A week later, Paula Rouco went to Analeigh’s hometown of Lyceum to attend a wedding.
Analeigh’s family is from a small town in Li Cheng, and Analeigh’s husband is also from Li Cheng. Both families are well-to-do, but they both love to have a good time, so they chose not to have their wedding at a local hotel, but at their relatives’ homes, which made for a lively and great atmosphere.
Due to the distance, Paula Rouco arrived in Lyon the night before Analeigh’s wedding.
She took the high-speed train first and arrived at the Lyceum, after which Analeigh and Analeigh’s husband headed to the station to pick her up.
Buena and Rio are the arrival points for the high-speed train at 8:30 pm.
Paula Rouco arrived half an hour before the girls and sat in the car with Analeigh and the others to wait for Rio and Buena.
Analeigh smiled and introduced her husband, “This is my college friend and roommate, Paula Rouco, the great pianist I told you about.”
Analeigh’s husband shot Paula Rouco a look of amazement and smiled, “So you’re momo, I’ve heard about you, you play the piano exceptionally well and Lemon keeps telling me about you, that you’re especially good.”
Paula Rouco smiled faintly, unusually social with strangers, and simply nodded and said, “Thank you.”
Analeigh looked at her watch, it was eight-thirty, and said, “Rio and Buena should be here by now. are you hungry?”
“It’s okay, not very hungry.”
“That’s okay. Later we’ll pick up Rio and Buena and go to a restaurant for dinner.”
Shortly thereafter, Rio and Buena exited the high-speed train entrance and boarded the bus.
Once in the car, Rio said, “Wow, I’ve been looking for you guys for half a day and I can’t see the license plate at night in the dark.”
Analeigh said, “Honey, hurry up and take us to the restaurant for dinner, everyone is hungry, right?”.
Rio rubbed his stomach and smiled at Paula Rouco and Buena, “Buena and I just started screaming with hunger on the high speed train. Let’s hurry up and get dinner, we can’t wait.”
Analeigh’s husband’s name is Benedicto Beas and Benedicto found a reputable hot food restaurant in Liceo.
Half an hour later, five people were seated inside the hot food restaurant.
The fondue is Spanish and very spicy.
Analeigh, Rio and Buena can eat spicy food.
Paula Rouco used to be able to eat spicy food, but not so much anymore.
After a few bites of hot pot, my stomach burned uncomfortably.
She took a few sips of her cold Coke and politely said, “You eat first, I’m going to the bathroom.”
Paula Rouco had gone to the bathroom and was standing at the sink washing her hands when another figure appeared in the mirror.
Buena stood beside her, and their eyes, in the mirror, met.
Buena hooked her red lips and asked, not caring much, “How much are you going to pay for Analeigh’s wedding?”
Paula Rouco said with an expressionless face, “Do I have to let you know how much I’m paying for my share?”
From her Hermes bag, Buena took out her lipstick and touched up her makeup against her lips, saying, “We are in the same lodge, we should pay the same share so there will be less conflict.”
Paula Rouco scoffed, “It seems I don’t have a good relationship with you.”
Paula Rouco washed her hands, pulled out a paper towel, wiped them clean and turned to leave.
by Buena reaching over and tugging on her wrist.
Buena became annoyed, “Paula Rouco, are you serious? It’s just an old story, isn’t it? We went to high school together, we’re still college buddies, do you have to be so fucked up and cling to the past? I’ve already apologized to you under my breath, what more do you want. We’re at Analeigh’s wedding now, and you want to get personal?”
Paula Rouco almost felt catty listening to her speak in all seriousness.
She smiled, her clear, cold eyes looked at Buena and said, “Hands off, dirty.”
Buena ground her teeth: “Paula Rouco, do you think you’re the cleanest, purest person in the world?”.
“I said let go of me.”
The more Paula Rouco did, the more Buena refused to let go, squeezing her hand tightly, “Paula Rouco, let’s reconcile!”.
Paula Rouco laughed heartily and raised her hand, a slap, and slapped Buena hard across the face.
Face, deflected by a shot to the past.
Buena did not anticipate that Paula Rouco would come down so hard.
Paula Rouco approached her with a cold smile, “Reconciliation? Seven years ago, you took the fake video and told me it was a video of you having sex with Severo Laris. I had an abortion, how do you expect me to reconcile with you?”.
Startlement flashed in Buena’s eyes as she looked at Paula Rouco, pusillanimous and frightened; the Paula Rouco in front of her looked like someone else, frightening and somber.
“You, how do you know that the person in the video is not Severo Laris?”
“You are such a despicable person that I never believed a word you said. You called Lastra on my behalf, asked for the hotel and room number where Severo Laris was staying in S on a business trip, to spite a man who hadn’t even looked at you. Because of your ridiculous jealousy and your do-gooderism, Buena, you are a bitch.”
Paula Rouco’s word-for-word attack was like a chunk of the most pretentious dignity she’d ever had, trampling her underfoot. Ravaged.
Buena trembled with rage and raised her hand, intent on slapping Paula Rouco.
Paula Rouco intercepted her swinging hand, which was followed by a slap that was thrown hard at Buena’s face.
Buena’s eyes glazed over from the blow and a hot pain shot through her cheek.
She glared harshly at Paula Rouco, her eyes red with aggression and her teeth clenched with hatred, “Paula Rouco! You bullied me like that! I won’t let you go!”
Paula Rouco cornered her and said coldly, “Did you ever think you would be punished when you pushed me down the stairs?” Good one, don’t even think about reconciling with me, I won’t forgive you and your hypocritical apologies just disgust me.
“Paula Rouco! Do you think I’m afraid to deal with you? I’m not the poor student I was seven years ago! I’m firmly established at Imperial! Do you think you can still bully people so easily?”
Paula Rouco ran her hands, which had slapped her, under the induction faucet again and rinsed them carefully.
Eyes, haughty and cold, looked at Buena in the mirror.
She said, “Then I’ll see what happens. I hope you come back.”
After washing her hands, Paula Rouco pulled out a paper towel, dried her fingers, looked straight ahead without looking away, ignored Buena in the corner, whose cheeks were flushed, and walked straight out of the bathroom.
Buena stood in the corner, angry and frightened, her body trembling.
She slowly slid down the wall and crouched on the floor, hugging herself, her eyes red and vicious as she stared at the floor, fingertips digging into her palms, fists clenched in hatred.
She gritted her teeth and said to herself, word for word: “Well, remember that every slap Paula Rouco gives you will be returned to you later! You are not a humble person, why do you have to put up with her bullying?”.
There must, must, must be revenge!
Paula Rouco’s self-righteousness was something Buena wanted to tear off her mask of nobility and hypocrisy every time she thought of her.
She, Buena, has never been inferior to Paula Rouco, so why should she get what she can’t get when Paula Rouco can get it with ease?
What she can’t have, Paula Rouco can’t have.