Chapter 2214 Domestic Abuse


    Monica replied: She’s fine. We’re staying the night in the presidential pce. William texted: Make sure to keep her


    safe. Do everything you can to protect her.


    Monica replied: Don’t worry; I will. You should get some sleep, Your Highness. It’s almost two in the morning now.


    William texted: I couldn’t sleep. Let me know when Francescaes back tomorrow.


    Monica replied: Got it. After sending that text, Monica nced at Francesca with a look of envy in her eyes. His


    Highness still cares so much about Ms. Felch even though she belongs to Danrique… Perhaps this is what true love


    looks like…


    Monica was just starting to fall asleep when someone knocked on the door and yelled, “It’s Ms. Avery! She woke up


    and is having a fit!”


    “Wake up, Ms. Felch!” Monica called out while tapping Francesca on the shoulder. Francesca quickly put on her


    clothes and rushed over with her medical kit in hand.


    Although physically weak, Avery was screaming angrily in anguage that Francesca didn’t understand. She looked


    like a dying person chanting some sort of curse. “Calm down, Avery!”


    The firstdy covered Avery’s mouth with a handkerchief to stop her from screaming. As neither of the doctors


    dared inject her with sedatives, all they could do was stand there and wait for Francesca to begin the treatment.


    Francesca quickly whipped out her bag of needles and performed acupuncture treatment on Avery.


    Avery red viciously at her like a snake staring down its prey before passing out again. “This won’t do. You need to


    get a psychiatrist as soon as possible,” Francesca suggested with a frown.


    “I already have. Thanks, Francesca. You can go back to sleep now…” the firstdy mumbled weakly.


    Francesca nced at her watch and said, “I’m going to head back now and prepare some medication for Ms. Avery.


    I’ll send it over to you tomorrow, Mrs. President. Make sure to have her take them on time every day. It’ll help keep


    her calm, which will make the psychiatrist’s job a lot easier.”


    “Thank you so much, Francesca. Here, I’ll walk you out.”


    “That won’t be necessary…”


    Francesca was about to turn her offer down but felt bad when she saw how weary the firstdy looked.


    “Mrs. President, you shouldn’t worry too much about Ms. Avery’s condition. She can be cured if she receives proper


    treatment.”


    “I sure hope so.” The firstdy let out a sigh as she continued, “I wish I could do more to help my daughter.”


    “Is the president not home right now?” Francesca asked as she realized she hadn’t seen the president this entire


    time.


    “He’s busy with work and hasn’t been around much recently. In fact, I usually have to take care of things at home


    since he’s always swamped with work,” the firstdy replied with a wry smile.


    Francesca nodded. “Oh, I see. You should try to get some rest too. Don’t push yourself too hard. I’ll be on my way


    now.”


    “Again, thanks for your help today. Bye!”


    “Bye!”


    Francesca and Monica then entered their car and left.


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    “A woman who wields such great power should have the world at her fingertips. How did her daughter end up like


    this?” Monica eximed with a sigh when she nced at the firstdy’s weary appearance in the rear-view mirror.


    “Yeah. I wonder what Ms. Avery went through…” Francesca said.


    “Sloan, do you know what happened to her?” Monica asked.


    “From what I’ve heard, her life has been terrible after she married her ex-husband in Dartan. They say he was a


    violent man and often abused her. The president got really mad when he found out. He sent some of his men over


    to teach that guy a lesson, but…”


    Curious beyond measure, Monica urged, “What happened next?”


    “I think Ms. Avery was having an affair or something. Her ex-husband managed to get evidence of her affair, which


    made things a lot more difficult for her and the president. They tried really hard to divorce him, but he stubbornly


    refused to. Eventually, Mr. Lindberg stepped in and forced the man to release Ms. Avery.”


    “What an *sshole!” Monica eximed angrily. “I hate men who abuse their families! That man sure had some guts


    abusing the president’s daughter! Wait, was it true that Ms. Avery was having an affair?”


    Sloan shook his head. “I’m not too sure about that. I heard those from Mr. Harrington’s men. They were the ones


    the president sent to punish that ex-husband.”


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