Clayton knew that mental health should not be neglected.
His heart was hurting as if it was being eaten by ants.
Roland paused. “I don’t know. I heard it from Logan. Madam usually contacts the psychiatrist privately.”
“Go find out who her psychiatrist is.”
Clayton spoke lightly.
“Yes, sir.”
Roland was in high spirits.
He must fulfill Clayton’s request because this meant that Clayton still cared about Nicole.
When Roland noticed that Clayton fell silent again, he realized that he should leave.
Thus, he got up to say goodbye. Clayton nodded. Then, Roland left without saying anything.
Clayton sat in the chair and was immersed in the shadows.
He was silent and dispirited.
At some point, Kira came over, pursed her lips, and said softly, “Sir, you should go in and rest. Otherwise, you’ll catch a cold.”
Clayton frowned, and his handsome face darkened.
His tone was not polite, but he was not ruthless either. There was a sense of oppression in his gentleness.
“Kira, I said that you can leave.”
Kira instantly panicked and raised her head to look at him.
“Did I do something wrong? Sir, you know that I have nowhere to go, and I have nowhere to stay here. If others know that I’ve lost a leg, I won’t even be able to find a job...”
She had a crying and pleading tone.
However, Clayton’s expression was still stiff.
His tone was calm as he said that it had nothing to do with him. He was not concerned about Kira.
“I know that there are policies on helping the disabled in Mediania. If you want, I can ask someone to help you inquire about it.”
Kira’s face was pale, and her lips trembled slightly.
“I… I don’t want people to know I’m a cripple. I don’t want them to laugh and sympathize with me just so I can keep my job. Sir, I want to work here…”
She was earnest and voiced out her inner thoughts.
That was because she felt that Clayton, who was also disabled, would be able to understand her feelings.
They were the same kind of people.
Clayton raised his forehead. He was a little irritable and silent.
He pondered for a moment and said lightly, “This restaurant is just a temporary business, and I don’t plan to keep it open. So, you’d better find another job.”
“I’ll go wherever you go, sir. You saved my life, and I’ll follow you for the rest of my life!”
Kira looked at him in panic and spoke firmly.
Clayton glanced at her with a complicated expression and said, “I don’t need a maid or a burden. You heard what Roland said. All my property is in my wife’s hands, so I don’t have any money to support freeloaders. I don’t have the power to place you anywhere either.”
Clayton’s explanation was so that Kira would leave. Kira was hurt that he called her a burden.
Kira’s face turned pale in an instant. She muttered softly, “Sir, you helped me so much before. Even if it was out of pity, I hope that you can continue to help me. I really have nowhere to go if I leave this place.”
Clayton tapped the side of his chair loosely with his fingers as if he was deep in thought. It made Kira nervous.
His voice was mellow and deep.
“I just helped you randomly back then. Whether it was another person, a kitten, or a dog, I wouldn’t turn a blind eye to it. Kira, I hope you can understand that I didn’t save you to cause trouble for myself. Back then, I only took you back to Mediania because I pitied you. Our interaction should’ve stopped there. You were the one who kept going back on your decision.”
Kira’s face was pale. She choked and hastily said, “Sir, I thought you would understand me...”
Clayton’s expression froze slightly. He paused and his face turned glum.
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