Chapter 950 Confronting Noah

Chloe nodded. As the doctor dangled a pocket watch before Chloe, the latter’s eyelids gradually grew heavy and she soon fell into a drowsy state. After an unknown amount of time, she was awakened, greeted by the doctor's serious and complex expression. "I can't handle your condition. To get yourself cured, you should consult someone more specialized," the doctor said. Chloe was left stunned. The doctor she was consulting with was well-known in the field of psychology within Docwood. If even this doctor could not handle her case, did that mean she truly had a mental illness? The term "mental illness" felt distant to Chloe. It was so far removed from her reality that she had never considered herself susceptible to such a thing. When she came out of the examination room, Emily asked, "What did the doctor say?" "She said she couldn't diagnose me and recommended I visit a psychology research institute," Chloe replied, her eyes vacant. She walked forward in silence, her lowered head concealing her thoughts. Emily halted in her tracks and murmured, "This can't be right. This doctor is quite famous." The psychology research institute of Docwood housed some of the world's most renowned psychology experts. Appointment tickets were given out so scarcely that even scalpers gave up on trying to obtain them. The fact that Chloe had been recommended to seek treatment there indicated the seriousness of her condition. Emily observed the tall and graceful Chloe. She shook her head, denying the fact that Chloe had a mental disorder. "I'm going to ask you a serious question." Chloe stopped and looked at Emily. "You're not ill. You're physically and mentally healthy," Emily replied earnestly, trying to encourage Chloe. "You've got this, and you're not alone." Chloe shook her head. "That's not what I wanted to ask." She knew that she was not sick. She had to believe it. "So what did you want to ask?" Emily breathed a sigh of relief. She did not want to put too much pressure on Chloe. "Frieda hinted at something before she died. She suggested that something is wrong with Noah, and Joseph has also made it clear that my headaches are somehow related to Noah," Chloe analyzed, her mind turning as she wondered how the medication Joseph had given her brought her some relief and allowed her to think more clearly. "Are you thinking of confronting Noah?” “If he really did something, do you think he’ll admit it?" "I don't know. I don't know him that well," Emily said. She had always believed that Noah was a good person. He had taken care of Chloe for five years, helped her heal, and brought her back to the Sullivans. To put it bluntly, Noah had been nothing short of a great person for Chloe. However, as more and more people questioned Noah's character, Emily was not so sure anymore. After all, even Desmond, who had watched Noah grow up, seemed to have his doubts now. "I'll question him when I get home," Chloe said. She looked at the sky. It became clearer after the rain, and she felt a bit of relief from the heavy mood of the past few days. After all, she realized she did not really know Noah that well. "Okay, I'll support you no matter what you decide." * When Chloe returned to the Sullivan manor, she inquired with a helper and found out that Noah had been grounded for several days. He had not come out since Frieda passed away. She walked across the garden and reached the room Noah was in. Pushing open the heavy wooden door, she found the young man sitting in front of the window. He was dressed in white. He sat facing the light, and his silhouette appeared noticeably leaner than it was just a few days ago. Chloe stood at the doorway and asked, "Did Grandpa discuss with you the termination of our engagement?"