Chapter 5
Chapter 5
Robin sat by the morgue door, mumbling to himself
“How could she have done this? How could she have killed heretr
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“Robin Bright, don’t you know?
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Before I could finish, Kotán cut me off “I’m off work now. Don’t talk to me dont work in feet today Let’s talk of Comori
I fell silent for a long time. The next day, I went to the hongeal and repstered
The doctor was none other than Robin
“Patient, Eden Bruce? He frowned as he looked at the registration d
When he lifted his gaze and saw me sitting there, his tone turned harsh. “Las tres, I’m working why way lear
I couldn’t stop myself from digging my nails into my palm, trying to keep calm. “kohin bright, I’m here todo
“I’m in the psychiatry department. What’s your problem? tidalt you just pull at Vera Micke night? Get ont of here, duri wadu xatiral on
I pushed my medical record toward him, emphasizing one again, “Robin, I really here to sector
Unconsciously, my voice held a trace of pleading
Robin glanced at me, then sighed, “Tine. What’s the problem?
ffold him everything I had been feeling mentally during this time, saying that i coidart handle how do we stre
Robin scoffed. “Eden Bruce, this isn’t a mental ise. You’re just overly possessore. I’m your budant, act some gryger you cannot My work, my patients–those are my freedoms.”
Is that it? just because I’m too possessive?
I felt lost, but Robin didn’t say another word. He turned and kicked me
That was my consultation. I thought it was a problem with my character, that I waselt magnatiment venga, in, from that a
interfered again with Robin and Vera
Even when Vera clung to Kobin and asked him to sleep with her, I said nothing
But my condition worsened. I started losing my appetite, even self harming. The postpartum immune tous tormented na vry day and my lle became filled with pain
Kobin flipped through my medical record, reading through the details of my cont
It even noted the time I had tried to take my life.
At that time, under my threat, Vera had already moved back to her own place
But that didn’t stop Robin from visiting her nearly every day.
Chapter 5
Chapter 5
Robin sat by the morgue door, mumbling to himself.
“How could she have done this? How could she have killed herself?”
As a doctor at the hospital, Robin was familiar with most of the staff. One nurse, who had witnessed his breakdown, spoke softly.
“Postpartum depression. Eden came to the hospital several times for treatment. Didn’t you know, Dr. Bright?”
“Robin Bright, don’t you know?”
in Bright clutched his head in pain. Didn’t he know? No, he did.
When I realized something was wrong with my mental state, I decided to try to help myself.
Robin, being a psychologist, was naturally the first person I turned to. But I wasn’t foolish enough to go to someone else. I was about to talk to him, but before I could open my mouth, I said, “Robin Bright, depression….”
Before I could finish, Robin cut me off. “I’m off work now. Don’t talk to me about work. I’m tired today. Let’s talk about it tomorrow.”
I fell silent for a long time. The next day, I went to the hospital and registered.
The doctor was none other than Robin.
“Patient, Eden Bruce?” He frowned as he looked at the registration slip.
When he lifted his gaze and saw me sitting there, his tone turned harsh. “Eden Bruce, I’m working. Why are you here?”
I couldn’t stop myself from digging my nails into my palm, trying to keep calm. “Robin Bright, I’m here to see a doctor.”
“I’m in the psychiatry department. What’s your problem? Didn’t you just yell at Vera Hicks last night? Get out of here, don’t waste medical resources.”
I pushed my medical record toward him, emphasizing once again, “Robin, I really am here to see a doctor.”
Unconsciously, my voice held a trace of pleading.
Robin glanced at me, then sighed, “Fine. What’s the problem?”
Itold him everything I had been feeling mentally during this time, saying that I couldn’t handle how close he was to Vera.
Robin scoffed. “Eden Bruce, this isn’t a mental issue. You’re just overly possessive. I’m your husband, not some puppet you control. My work, my patients–those are my freedoms.”
Is that it? Just because I’m too possessive?
I felt lost, but Robin didn’t say another word. He turned and kicked me out.
That was my consultation. I thought it was a problem with my character, that I wasn’t magnanimous enough. So, from that moment on, I never interfered again with Robin and Vera.
Even when Vera clung to Robin and asked him to sleep with her, I said nothing.
But my condition worsened. I started losing my appetite, even self–harming. The postpartum immune issues tormented me every day, and my life became filled with pain.
Robin flipped through my medical record, reading through the details of my consultations.
It even noted the time I had tried to take my life.
At that time, under my threat, Vera had already moved back to her own place.
But that didn’t stop Robin from visiting her nearly every day.
Butchered by Love
Chapter 5
Our Robin Bright was so responsible when it came to his patients.
I lay in the bathtub, desperately staring at Eve, who was right beside me. I looked at her.
“Eve, do you think Daddy still wants us?”
My chest ached painfully.
I asked softly, “Robin, can you come home tonight?”
Robin’s voice was cold. “Vera didn’t eat all day, she’s hypoglycemic. I need to go check on her. I won’t be back tonight,”
“Robin, please, can you come home?”
en, kicking Vera out wasn’t enough for you? What else do you
Nothing, I guess. If that’s the way it is, then so be it.
I hung up the phone, my blood still flowing from my wrist.
It was that day that Eve looked at me and called out, “Mama.”
want?”
She was ten months old, and that was the first time she had called me “Mama.”
A neighbor had come to borrow something, and they happened to find me. They rushed me to the hospital. My wrist was wrapped tightly in bandaged, and I was home that same night.
Just in case, just in case Robin came back, I didn’t want him to find an empty house,
It had almost become a habit.
When Robin returned home, he saw the bandages on my wrist, but he said nothing. He just told me not to use such dramatic measures.
At that moment, my heart truly died..
