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Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 350

"My girlfriend has been in a mood for some malicious slanders recently, so I would like to leave now if you don't have anything else to bring up."

James turned back and intended to walk out after he inclined slightly to others.

Amy stood up and stopped him by snapping, "Wait!"

"what's the matter, auntie?" James asked.

Before she could reply, he pre-empted her, "If you are jealous for my holding a twenty-five percent stake, then there's nothing I can do.

"I think I deserve it for my contributions to the company. Moreover, you don't need to transfer your shares to me, do you?"

Wilson got to his feet and tipped Amy a wink, preventing her from going on. "Your auntie called you just to remind you that since Miss Angela is pregnant you should take good care of her."

"Of course I will. Goodbye," James replied before he strode out.

The group of people was left in the living room, each with their own thoughts.

In the Bamboo Estate.

Angela looked through the chats as Luna asked her.

Those messages were all exchanged between her mother and someone with the nickname of "relieving you of depression".

The two began to chat online one month ago. They didn't do it every day, but only when Elva was upset, with floods of exchanges each time.

Reading one of the messages sent by Elva, Angela felt bitter as it said, "Now my daughter and son are fed up with me, and so does my husband. I have no one else to talk to, and you are the only one listening to me."

She restrained a fund of emotions and read through the messages. Most of the time, Elva was the one pouring out her troubles while the other was always counseling her. There seemed to be nothing unusual.

Angela wrote, "Is there anything wrong with these chats?"

Luna replied, "You can see these screenshots before asking me."

Luna sent her three or four screenshots, through which Angela found surprisingly the person named "relieving you of depression" had been implying that her mother shouldn't receive any treatment.

Reading the last chat record between the two, Angela furrowed her brow.

"Relieving you of depression" said, "Actually your thoughts are quite common among housewives, not depression at all, and those psychologists were just overstating."

Elva replied, "I don't think I'm sick either, but my family urged me to receive the treatment. I have met with two psychologists before and they diagnosed me with major depressive disorder. My daughter introduced another doctor to me today, yet I don't want to make her worried."

"Relieving you of depression" suggested, "That's easy. As a psychologist myself, I have an utmost familiarity with such cases. I would send you a file to learn. You can answer the questions accordingly when your psychologist comes to you, and then they would not diagnose you with depression."

After a while, during which, in Luna's estimation, Angela could probably finish reading the chats, Luna sent the file over.

It's a lengthy file, teaching people, to summarize, how to not get diagnosed with depression.

After reading it, Angela felt a fit of coldness across her heart and limbs.

Angela held her phone with her hand trembling and typed a message.

"This guy had hampered mom's receiving treatment deliberately. After mom died, Jessica made full use of it. From any perspective, this guy should be Jessica or someone she arranged for. Why do you suspect James?"

There's no reply for a long time after the message was sent.

Angela longed to give her a call to ask about it but changed her mind after finding Luna's number... She was sort of afraid of listening.

She dropped her cellphone aside and lied on the bed. With a burst of pain on her back, she got to remember that there's a wound on her back.

Angela turned to lie on her belly, her mind in turmoil.

James had looked for a doctor for her mom with earnest efforts, so how could it be possible for him to harm her mom? Besides, he had nothing against her, and she couldn't figure out why he would do that!

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