Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 862

The situation took an unexpected turn and Zaydon and Martin were caught off guard.

They decided to meet here only because they noticed the area was empty. They didn't think they would meet an acquaintance.

He even approached them to say hello.

Zaydon frowned subconsciously. The patient did not notice Monica's situation and continued to cotton up to Martin.

"I really didn't expect to meet you here, Doctor Taylor. I'm much more optimistic now under your counseling. Aren't you abroad? Why did you suddenly come back? I thought I was wrong just now."

He rubbed his hands excitedly. Obviously, he was once Martin's patient.

Martin had no reason to speak ill of his patient, but this was a different situation. He could only stand up and bow politely.

"Sir, I'm not Doctor Taylor. I'm afraid you've mistaken me for someone else."

"Eh? That's impossible. Aren't you Doctor Taylor?" The patient said.

Martin smiled and replied, "No."

The patient was confused by his words because he really didn't know the whole story. He looked at Monica and Zaydon, only to have Zaydon stare back at him coldly. There was a glint of warning in his glare.

He was stunned for a moment. He could see that this person was not easy to deal with, so he did not say anything else. He turned around and left in embarrassment. While walking, he scratched his head and muttered to himself, "It doesn't make sense. I used to see you every day, how can I mistake you for someone else? I'd better go back and ask."

After he had left, Martin sat down again and said with a slight smile, "He actually thought that I was a doctor? Could there be someone out there who looks like me?"

Zaydon pursed his thin lips and did not reply.

However, Monica threw the spoon in her hand and sneered, "He really did get the wrong person. You should be an actor instead of a psychiatrist."

After that, she got up directly.

"Stop right there, Monica."

Zaydon called and looked up at Monica coldly.

When Monica turned around and saw Zaydon looking at her with such a gaze, she immediately got disappointed.

"Zaydon, didn't you say that we were only meeting your friend? So this is how you lie to me. You actually brought me to a psychiatrist? Just because I liked someone, you think I am sick?"

Martin also did not expect things to turn out the way it did. He walked towards Monica with an apologetic look on his face.

"Miss Dormer, it's not what you think, I..."

"Shut up, don't come near me!" Monica instinctively took a step back as he approached her. She widened her eyes and cried, "I'm not sick at all. You guys are, that's why you brought me here to see a doctor."

"Monica, you're not seeing a doctor. He's just here to give you some counseling, to guide you in the right direction."

Zaydon stood up and looked at her solemnly.

"I don't need it! I am a normal person. I don't need any counseling!" Monica shouted.

"Alright, you don't need any, and I am also not a psychiatrist. I am introducing myself to you as a college friend of your brother. Can we be friends?" Martin said, trying to calm her down.

"Monica, listen to me. I won't hurt you," Zaydon said.

Monica looked at the two men in front of her. Thinking back to how she was tricked into coming here, she couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.

"I was so stupid. Zaydon, I thought you would understand me. I didn't expect... to be regarded as mentally ill. You brought me to a psychiatrist this time. Next time... will you send me to a mental hospital? What have I done wrong? I just fell in love with someone..."