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Things were more complicated if she could not get an abortion
Cole sat down next to Zoe and patted her back.
“I‘m sorry, Doctor Sanford! It‘s all my fault. You had too much to drink that night, but I was sober. I knew that you were my uncle‘s girlfriend, but I gave into temptation and slept with you anyway! I’m the worst!” he said, then slapped himself in the face.
Zoe lifted her gaze, and felt better after seeing Cole’s remorseful face.
“Let’s keep the baby for now,” Zoe said as she took a deep breath. “Your uncle doesn’t love me, so we probably won’t stay together til the end. If I get an abortion now, when he finds another doctor that can treat Shea, he will definitely break up with me without hesitation…”
She had always known that Elliot was secretly looking for another doctor who could treat Shea’ s illness.
“I see…” Cole said with a tremor in his voice. “You can’t let him find out that the baby’s mine. Otherwise, he‘ll kill me for sure.”
“Are you that afraid of dying?!” Zoe snapped resentfully.
“I‘m still young! I‘m not done enjoying life!” Cole said as he helped Zoe to her feet. “Aren’t you afraid of death? Although, even if my uncle finds out your baby isn‘t his, he still wouldn’t kill you. You‘ve saved Shea once, after all.”
Cole‘s words made Zoe decide to take a gamble.
If the worst case scenario was breaking up with Elliot, then what was there to be afraid of?
“Go home. I‘ll go to the hospital for a checkup later. I‘ll let you know once I confirm the results,” Zoe said as she withdrew her arm from Cole‘s grasp.
“You have to listen to everything I say from now on, or you‘re dead!” she threatened.
Cole did not have a choice.
The child Zoe was carrying was proof that he wronged Elliot.
Zoe had Cole wrapped around her finger.
On the other side of the city, a black Rolls-Roice pulled up at the entrance of Wedillia Psychiatric Treatment Center.
Elliot and Shea emerged from the car.
Once they entered the center, the doctor greeted Elliot, then asked him to wait in the waiting
room.
“Don‘t be scared, Shea. I‘ll wait at the door for you,” Elliot said as he tried to let go of Shea’s hand.
However, Shea‘s grip tightened around his hand and refused to let go.
Elliot took out a couple pieces of candy from his pocket and placed them in Shea’s hand,
Shea finally let go of Elliot‘s hand when she saw the candy.
After watching Shea enter the treatment center, Elliot‘s heart filled with uneasiness.
This was the first time he had taken her to see a psychiatrist.
Moreover, she was one of the country‘s top psychiatrists.
He wondered if shea would be able to overcome her mental and emotional obstacles.
The doors to the treatment center opened about half an hour later.
Shea hurried out and ran straight into Elliot‘s embrace.
Her emotions were relatively stable.
She was not crying, but she was just a little scared and nervous.
Elliot wrapped his arms around Shea and patted her back.
“It‘s alright, Shea. I‘ve been waiting here the entire time.”
The doctor offered Elliot a seat on the couch next to them.
“Mr. Foster, I took a look at the information you sent over last night. From my interaction with Shea just now, I don‘t think she‘s suited for psychiatric treatment at the moment. Her issues aren‘t purely psychological. I believe she requires professional surgical treatment first to regain her health. Once she recovers, she might not even require psychiatric treatment.”
“Did she say anything to you just now?” Ellio asked.
The doctor shook her head and said, “I asked her to nod or shake her head to answer my questions. She was quite cooperative.”
The doctor then handed a questionnaire over to Elliot.
It was the questions that the doctor asked Shea, as well as her answers.
The questions were simple enough. They were things about the people she loved, what was her happiest memory and her worst…
Every answer was related to Elliot.
“Her mental issues outweigh her psychological issues,” said the doctor. “There’s no need for you to worry too much, Mr. Foster.”
“Thank you,” Elliot said as he picked up the questionnaire, stood up and prepared to leave with Shea.
At that moment, a mother and son walked through the doors.
Before Elliot could react, Shea was already making her way over to them.
Avery booked an appointment with this psychiatrist the moment they returned to the country.
She was concerned about Hayden‘s inability to fit into a school environment.
Whenever she caught wind of a good psychiatrist, she would take Hayden there to give it a try.
Shea made her way over to Hayden and broke into a sweet smile.
Avery was taken aback when she saw Shea.
What was she doing here? Did Elliot bring her here?
Immediately after, a tall figure made its way over to them and held Shea by his side.
Elliot glanced at Avery, then said in a deep voice, “Your son should see a psychiatrist.”
He bore no ill will.
He felt that Hayden‘s character was problematic, and the sooner he received treatment, the sooner he could recover.
However, Avery heard another meaning from his words.
“Is there really a reason for the president of Sterling Group to make fun of a four-year-old boy?”
Elliot‘s cheeks flushed slightly, then said, “I‘m not making fun of him. I‘m here with Shea, too.
Avery pursed her lips, then took Hayden‘s hand and walked around them.
Half an hour later, the doors to the treatment center opened up, and Avery walked out of the waiting room.
“Miss Tate, just because your child is different from others, doesn‘t mean he has psychological issues,” said the doctor as she handed a questionnaire to Avery.
Avery glanced at the questionnaire, then thanked the doctor.
Soon after, she walked hand-in-hand out of the building with Hayden. Within two steps out of the center, a tall figure appeared before them and blocked their path.
“Let‘s have lunch together,” Elliot said, offering an invitation to Avery.
Avery met his eyes and asked, “Have you been waiting out here this entire time?”
Elliot had no comment.
If he were not waiting for her, he would have left a long time ago.
Avery looked up at the sun.
It was early fall, so it was not as hot out, but the afternoon sun was still rather blazing.
“Where‘s Shea?” she asked.
Elliot shot a look over to the parking lot, then said, “She‘s in the car.”
“I see… You two go ahead! My mom cooked, so we‘re going home for lunch,” Avery said, declining his offer without hesitation.
She could not figure out what Elliot was thinking by asking her to eat at the same table as Shea.
Did he not feel shame?
Even if he wanted to two–time… No, three–time, there was no need for him to be this obvious about it!