Chapter 916 Listening To His Advice


    "Do you want to know what I think?" Frank said as he let go of Elizabeth''s hand.


    "Okay. Go ahead." Elizabeth was eager to hear it.


    "Maybe your body isn''t the problem. But rather, because of the traumatic experience, your brain


    doesn''t realize that your hand has recovered and gives the wrong signals. And that''s why you still


    feel pain." As he spoke, he was gesticting a lot, pointing at Elizabeth''s chest and her temple and


    trying to make sure she followed.


    Hearing Frank''s words, she became much more rxed. "So, what should I do?"


    "I want to ask something first." Frank stroked his chin. "When you feel pain, do you recall any


    specific memories? Like, are they all rted to Jorge?"


    "Sir, Ma''am. Here is our set menu for couples. Please, enjoy." The waitress came over with the


    dishes and interrupted their conversation. Holding the tray, feeling smug, she said, "Miss Perry used


    to love the couples'' set menu here. The chef knew she wasing tonight, so he added a special


    side dish. But I wasn''t expecting her to have the couples'' menu with her new boyfriend..."


    Frank interrupted her in a sharp tone, "Please don''t bring up the past. It''s all over now. Elizabeth is


    with me now. I don''t want her to be stuck in the past. Besides, her ex hurt her. He''s not worth


    remembering." His Adam''s apple was bobbing slightly. He didn''t actually sound angry, but his words


    were quite sharp.


    Frank''s response took Elizabeth by surprise. She turned to look at him across the dimly lit table.


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    "I''m really sorry. Shall I take these dishes away?" the waitress rushed to apologize.


    "There''s no point wasting the food. Just leave them here." Once the waitress had left, Frank picked


    up his cutlery. "I''m noting back to this restaurant. These people are just ignorant, and I don''t


    think the ce will stay open long."


    Elizabeth began cutting the steak in silence.


    "And these, I''ll keep for you." He reached for the painkillers on the table. "I don''t think you hand


    hurts because you haven''t recovered. It''s purely for psychological reasons. Take some time to talk


    to a therapist this weekend with me. Otherwise, your hand will never fully recover."


    "I''m not free this weekend." Elizabeth shook her head. She was reluctant to see a therapist. She


    had been to one before with Jorge and it didn''t end well. Jorge had been even worse to her after the


    consultation.


    After that, she just considered seeing a therapist an expensive and unnecessary luxury.


    By the time the two had finished eating, it was dark outside.


    "Thanks for the treat. I''m going home." Elizabeth waved a taxi down.


    Frank opened the car door for her. "Stop taking that medicine. I will do more than confiscate it if I


    find it on you again."


    "You don''t have to worry about that. Since you exined my condition to me, I''ll stop taking those


    pills." Elizabeth nodded and got in the car.


    Tossing the medicine bottle around in his hand, Frank murmured to himself, "Will see really obey


    me?"


    He watched the taxi leave and sighed. "She must go to a therapist."


    Frank had a feeling that Elizabeth wouldn''t be easily persuaded.


    He found Elizabeth''s number and saved it to the contacts list.


    Just then he noticed the message J had sent an hour before.


    She was asking about Elizabeth''s condition.


    Frank shook his head. Smiling, he said to himself, "Brandon and his wife always cause me a lot of


    trouble."


    Frank quickly replied to the message, "Thanks to you and Brandon, I now have one more special


    patient."