Chapter 169: He Gives Her Psychological Counseling
“Then give up, and be my woman at Rose Estate. Whatever you want, you can have it.”
Enrico’s arm was draped over the back of the sofa, his gaze fixed on her.
“……”
Paige’s eyes immediately flashed with unwillingness and resistance upon hearing this.
Enrico noticed it all and smirked mockingly, “See, you’re obviously unwilling. Even if you lie in bed, what can you escape from? Will that man come back to life, or will fewer people die in the slums?”
Paige’s long eyelashes trembled. She looked up at him.
She understood the logic, but she was human too and sometimes struggled to overcome things.
“If you’re going to do it, then do it. If you’re going to rebuild, then go ahead and rebuild. This way, you can avoid more deaths like Arjun’s.”
Enrico stared at her, reaching up to ruffle her hair, “Besides, with your man backing you, what’s there to be afraid of?”
Paige looked at him with some surprise, “Why do you sound like a psychologist today?”
“What, can’t I be a psychologist?” Enrico looked at her, “Should I act like a lunatic all the time, gloomy and terrifying, waiting to go crazy and slaughter?”
“That’s not what I meant.”
Paige frowned.
“I know.” Enrico ruffled her hair again, “I just want to tell you that with my AS schizophrenia, I’m giving you psychological counseling. If you don’t pull yourself together, I’ll…”
“Do what?”
Paige looked at him.
“Make your back hurt a bit more in bed,” Enrico raised his eyebrows.
“……”
Paige was silent.
When will he stop speaking so unkindly?
She gently rubbed the little dog in her arms, changing the subject, “Let’s give this little dog a name.”
Since it would stay at Rose Estate, it should have a name.
Hearing this, Enrico looked at her. Seeing the lingering illness and dullness in her expression, he immediately said, “If you dare name it after Arjun, I’ll make sure it suffers.”
With Arjun just having died, she was in mourning and needed something to hold onto.
He wouldn’t give her that chance.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.
“I wasn’t going to.”
What was he thinking?
Paige looked at him helplessly. Her feelings for Arjun were just those of a brotherly affection.
Arjun had passed away. Naming the pet Arjun would only make things more painful.
“Good.” Enrico was relieved, “Then let’s call this plain dog ‘A Tu’.”
“……”
What’s so plain about it?
The little dog wriggled in Paige’s arms, seemingly resisting the name.
Paige had been first attracted by its dark, pitiful eyes. She had thought about naming it something celestial, but then she realized that would make it a sibling name to Enrico’s.
The little dog would probably have a hard time under Enrico’s care.
Considering this, Paige looked at Enrico and said, “Let’s call it ‘Little Dolphin’.”
He, Little Dolphin, and the puppy all had the same kind of eyes, even if just for a moment.
All of them left a deep impression on her.
She thought about it this way, but overlooked that even naming the dog was revolving around Enrico.
“You’re going to name a dog Dolphin?”
Enrico sneered, not knowing her thoughts, “If you like dolphins so much, I’ll get one for you.”
“Too troublesome. A little dog is fine,” Paige shook her head.
To keep a dolphin, with his personality, he’d probably build an aquarium.
“Suit yourself.”
Enrico had almost no interest in the dog. He placed his hand on her forehead, and seeing that she wasn’t burning up anymore, he was relieved.
He had checked her temperature several times during this short period.
Paige suddenly felt that if she continued to be sick, she’d be letting him down.
Little Dolphin was a very well-behaved dog. It stayed on Paige’s lap without moving, occasionally sticking out its tongue and nudging Paige’s leg to show affection.
Enrico found this scene extremely irritating and coldly asked, “Male or female?”
“Jaden said it’s a female,” Paige replied.
That’s somewhat acceptable.
Enrico leaned closer, forcefully pushing Little Dolphin’s head away from Paige, not letting it stay close to her.
Little Dolphin was very obedient. Even when pushed away, it didn’t get upset, just looked at Enrico with a pitiful expression, whined a bit, and snuggled back to Paige.
“Miss,” Olivia rushed down from upstairs, “I heard your phone vibrating while I was tidying up the room. Do you want to take it?”
“……”
Paige looked at Olivia holding her old phone, her gaze momentarily frozen as she turned to look at Enrico.
Enrico, lounging beside her, was leaning against her shoulder, still wrestling with the dog’s head. One pushed away, the other snuggled back, engaged in an endless battle.
Just when Paige thought he didn’t care, Enrico, pushing the dog’s head away, said without looking up, “Is the phone still not thrown away?”
His tone was neither too light nor too heavy.
There was no hint of anger.
After giving her a phone, he had forbidden her from contacting anyone else, but with so many affairs, studies, and work, it was impossible for her to be completely out of touch.
Paige looked at him, “Are you going to get angry?”
Enrico finally looked at her, his eyes darkened, “I want to.”
What do you mean you want to…
Paige frowned, then heard him coldly snort, “Forget it. I don’t want to make you more neurotic than I am.”
He was already in a bad state, and he was still getting angry at her. What if he made her depressed?
“……”
With her illness, he seemed to be quite reasonable.
Paige looked at Olivia and nodded.
Olivia immediately handed over the phone. Paige took it, and before unlocking it, Enrico suddenly leaned on her shoulder, his long fingers continuing to torment Little Dolphin, his voice low, “I may not be angry, but you’d better remember, I have a strong sense of possessiveness.”
“Well, you should know that I’m not thinking about romance or anything like that right now.”
Let alone having another phone to cheat on him.
Hearing this, Enrico snorted coldly, noncommittal.
Stinky guy.
Still burrowing into his woman’s arms.
Enrico almost wanted to shove it away, but Paige looked at the phone’s contents. It was a message from Kevin.
He had found the movements of that rich kid and Arjun’s girlfriend.
Paige sat there, her face still pale, but her eyes gradually became more focused.
She needed to pull herself together.
As Enrico said, staying here wouldn’t stop more people from dying in the slums.
Being despondent was meaningless.
She needed to speed up and complete everything. She needed to show everyone that the people in the slums shouldn’t be dying.
Enrico, after wrestling with the dog for a while, sat up straight. “I need to handle some official business for a bit.”
“Mm.” Paige put down the phone, holding Little Dolphin.
Enrico glanced at her, then walked towards the stairs. Due to the layout of the mansion, the stairs were dimly lit even during the day.
He climbed up step by step, as if stepping into endless darkness.
Suddenly, a bright light flashed in front of his eyes, shaking several times.
Enrico stopped, looking down to see that the bright light was reflecting off his hand.
Mr. Gustin was becoming increasingly unprofessional, even doing psychological counseling now…