Chapter 575


    Chapter 575 Morgan’s Back


    Seated in the car, Josie examined the picture scrupulously one more time.


    It seemed like a digitally-enhanced screenshot from a surveince camera.


    She drew two conclusions after she was done with her examination – the picture was real, and there


    was video evidence as well; the sender eagerly wanted to show her the person in the picture.


    “Did something happen? You don’t seem like yourself today.” Laura frowned at her after noticing her


    preupation.


    Josie locked her phone instinctively. “Everything’s fine


    After a while, she asked, “Laura, what would you do if someone used facts to drive a wedge between


    you and your rtions?”


    It was a ratherplicated question. Laura gave the matter a thought before replying, “It depends on


    what the facts are. If it’s something severe, the rtionship is bound to break apart anyway


    Is it severe enough? Josie wondered internally. She wanted to trust Dexter. “Hmm… It’s kinda severe, I


    suppose.”


    Laura snorted outughing. “What’s going on? If it’s severe, there’s no other way around it. ‘Kinda’


    doesn’t really mean anything. Oh, we are almost there.”


    The car turned into a fancy neighborhood. After arriving, Laura brought Josie to the thirtieth floor of the


    building.


    The apartmentplex was Waterfront Heights, a high-end one, but Josie was so deep in her


    thoughts. that she didn’t notice anything around her. She hastily put on a jacket to cover her bare skin


    only when she suddenly remembered the meeting.


    “How’s the psychiatrist like?”


    Laura shed a cryptic smile. “He’s very… good-looking.”


    Josie arched her eyebrows.


    The doctor was already waiting for them in the apartment. The door was unlocked, so they could enter


    the ce on their own.


    This was one of therger units of theplex that had a wide panorama over the city. The apartment


    looked minimalistic, revealing the aesthetic taste of the owner.


    Looking around her, Laura liked the vibes of the apartment. “Dr. Morgan, it must be hard to find such a


    great apartment in the heart of the city.”


    The orange rays of the sunset poured through the French window, enveloping the man in a warm glow.


    He stood with his back facing them, ying around with a metal contraption that reflected some of the


    light.


    Josie narrowed her eyes – it was a lighter.


    He wore a white shirt with a gray cardigan, making him look tall and sturdy. Judging from his physique


    and aura, one would hardly think he was a psychiatrist.


    When he heard their entrance, he turned around and looked straight at Josie with dark eyes that


    seemed to have the power to lure one into his world.


    When Josie made out who he actually was, she froze.


    “Of course, he replied in a deep voice.


    Laura quickly nudged Josie, who was still shocked. “This is my best friend, Josie. I’m so thankful that


    she’s been taking care of metely. Josic, this is Dr. Morgan, whom I always talk to you about.”


    It was none other than Morgan Bastille.


    The precision of his reply surprised Laura.


    While carefully observing Josie’s reaction, he stretched his hand toward her calmly, not betraying any


    hints of surprise at Josie’s sudden arrival.


    “Hi”


    Though countless different emotions were raging within her, she shook his hand. “Hi…”.


    He gave her a squeeze just as she was about to retract her hand. Startled, she met his dark gaze and


    seemed entrapped by his eyes.


    Morgan smiled and let go. “I’ve heard about you from Matthew countless times. Now that we’ve finally


    met cach other in person, I must admit that you’re one of a kind indeed.”


    “Oh, not at all, she denied almost instantly. “When did you return?”


    Laura was about to reply, but Morgan beat her to it. “Ten weeks ago.”Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.