Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce! novel Chapter 174

Lyra's heart sank. She suddenly noticed that she had overreacted, and it aroused Julien's suspicion.

She clenched her fist and quickly adjusted herself. She then shook her head and replied, "No, I'm not afraid. Just worried."

"What are you worried about?" Julien looked at her.

Lyra made a melancholic expression. "I'm worried that the doctor might lock me up. Based on some TV series that I've watched, the doctors will always lock people with dissociative personality disorders up in an institute. Julien, will I also end up like that? Will you lock me up?" She tugged on Julien’s sleeve.

Julien's doubts vanished in an instant. He touched her head gently. "No. All the TV series are fake. The psychiatrist will help you."

"Really?" Lyra looked at him with some worry left in her eyes.

Julien nodded. "Really. Don't worry."

"Since you say that, then I don't have anything to worry about anymore. Julien, I need to use the washroom." Lyra let go of Julien's sleeve and smiled reassuringly.

Julien nodded. "Okay."

Lyra turned around and walked to the washroom.

Once she entered the washroom, she closed the door and a twisted expression appeared on her face in an instant.

She sat on the toilet seat cover and dialed a number.

The call got connected quickly. Finn James just completed a surgery, so his voice was notably tired. " Lyra, are you looking for me?"

"Finn, I need your help," Lyra's hand tightened on her phone and she said in a low voice.

Finn blinked. "What is it? Is it about Sydney's pregnancy?"

"No. Sydney's pregnancy has no urgency. Julien hired a psychiatrist for me and he wanted to bring me to him. However, I don't have any mental issues at all. What if the psychiatrist sees right through me?" Lyra's face was plastered with anxiety.

If Julien told her earlier that he had found a psychiatrist, she could have found a way to contact the doctor and make a cover for herself.

However, Julien now caught her off guard and she could not do anything at all, which pissed her off.

"So, you're asking me to find a way to deal with that psychiatrist, at the same time make the psychiatrist diagnose you with a dissociative personality disorder? " Finn immediately understood what Lyra wanted.

Lyra nodded. "Yes. Finn, help me find a way please."

"This is simple." Finn pulled his chair and sat on it before he continued, "When you see the psychiatrist, he'll try to stimulate you and make your alternate personality appear to confirm the diagnosis. You just have to act it out."

"Act it out?" Lyra frowned.

Finn nodded. "Yes. Your alternate personality is someone who hated Sydney Raines. You just need to act that out."

"Will that work?" Lyra bit her lip, still worried. "I can fool Julien, but I don’t think I can do the same to the psychiatrist. You specialize in psychiatry yourself. You should know that no matter how well one acted, it would still be an act. I really don’t think the psychiatrist will believe me."

Otherwise, why would the police crime investigation team have a psychological consultant?

This was the reason. A psychologist could see through someone's act most of the time.

Something glimmered across Finn's eyes. "Don't worry. Just focus on your acting. I'll handle the rest."

When Lyra heard him, she could only nod and trust him.

Even if she was still in doubt, what else could she do?

"Alright. I understand." Lyra pursed her lips.

"Do you know which psychiatrist Julien hired?" Finn asked.

"I have no idea." Lyra frowned.

Finn hummed and said, "It's alright, then. Try to find out and let me know."

"Okay." Lyra nodded.

When the call ended, she let out a breath of relief. She then stood up, flushed, and walked out of the washroom.

"Julien."

Julien was sitting behind his desk, his eyes glued to his computer.