Madam Escaped Again, Sir (Lillian Hawkins and Eric Walker) novel Chapter 392

Rebecca smiled at Sonia. “He’s right in front of us, miss.”

Sonia nodded. “I heard him loud and clear. Let’s go.”

“I’ll do it.” Carl held the wheelchair.

Rebecca shrugged and let him take her place. Fine. Since he wants to do it, I can catch a break.

They went toward Charles.

After they met up, Charles looked at Sonia. “Not bad, babe. You brought this kid back.”

Carl looked away, ignoring him.

Sonia smiled. “Of course I did. I can’t leave him alone. Oh, did you find a therapist for him?”

“Don’t have to. Tim can deal with it. He’s a psychologist.” Charles shrugged. Sonia frowned slightly, but that did not escape him. He asked carefully, “You don’t want Tim to be his therapist?”

“No. He’ll do just fine.” She shook her head. Actually, she didn’t want to ask Tim for help. The guy was a weird one, so she wasn’t too happy about him being Carl’s therapist, but she had to say that he was a great psychologist, so she could let him try.

“Alright. I’ll call him in a second.” Charles looked at Carl. “Work with him, Carl. It’s for your own good. At this rate, you’ll end up destroying yourself.”

Carl averted his gaze and turned his head away. “I get it.”

“Good. Let’s go, the car’s outside.” Charles took one of the luggages Rebecca was holding.

Rebecca gave him a grateful look. “You’re such a good guy. Helping me out? Oh gosh.”

Charles snickered. “I can be better if you

don’t tease me.”

They went to the car park happily.

A short while later, they came to First World Hospital. Charles took Carl inside and sent him to Tim, while Sonia waited in the car.

About ten minutes later, Charles came back.

When Sonia heard him coming in, she asked, “How is it?”

“Tim accepted him and will start the treatment right away. He said Carl’s condition is a serious one. He’s borderline schizophrenic, so it’ll take a long time to treat him. The treatment is phased, so it might take two or three years,” Charles massaged his forehead, lamenting.

Sonia sighed. “That is indeed a long time, but it’s a small price to pay for a full recovery. He can take his time.” “I guess so.” Charles nodded, then he revved the car up. “So, are you going back to Trifecta or Bayside, babe?”

“Bayside. My head’s healing up fine. That leaves my eyes, and they don’t have to keep checking up on me. All I have to do is go back for regular checkups. Charles, I need you to go through the discharge paperwork for me, alright?” Sonia said.

Charles turned the steering wheel. “Sure, but what about Taylor? When are you going to get rid of her?”

“Today. The sooner, the better.” Sonia narrowed her eyes. “I’ve sent that portrait you gave me to the police. Once they get your employee’s testimony, they’re going to summon Taylor to the police station,” she said coldly.

“When did you send it to the police?” Charles was curious.

“When you brought Carl into the hospital.” She patted the handbag on her leg.