Asher Is Jealous

Even Abigail didn't know why she was so keen on telling him everything. Back in her asylum, she would similarly tell every single thing, even the number of times she went to the bathroom to her doctor.

As they say, old habits die hard. Probably, that was the case with her.

On the other side, Owen made a thoughtful expression on his face and smiled. "Alright. I have to return to work, and I'm assuming you also have to go somewhere, right?"

"How did you know?!" Did Owen use some kind of magical wand or something that would help him find out everything going on in her life so accurately?!

"I just do." Owen didn't think it was a big thing. He was a psychiatrist, after all. He could figure out things just by observing his patient's emotions. Right now, Abigail seemed like she was in a hurry and spoke faster than usual, even blurting out such a response in a hurry, almost revealing her reality to him.

Was there any girl who was as stupid as Abigail?