Bab 83: 82: Psychological Illness_1

Christopher Robinson's gaze at Amelia Cobb was filled with a touch of playfulness, and he sneered, "You won't let me off the hook even if I die?"

The man tapped the ash off his cigarette, snuffed it out in the sshtray, and with his now-free hand, grabbed Amelia. "Let's go! Not letting me off the hook means you'll have to kill me first."

Amelia's arm was lifted by Christopher Robinson.

She stared at him, her gaze filled with a viciousness that didn't belong to her age. "Mr. Robinson, you have psychological trauma, don't you?"

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the living room became quiet.

Amelia's calm words came again: "You're interested in me, you want to control me, but you doubt me. So you try all kinds of ways to test and investigate me. Ordinary people wouldn't do this. Mr. Robinson, do you need a therapist?"

A man who was interested in a girl and wanted to control her while in a premarital relationship should love her in a normal way.