Torn Between Love and Hate

Chapter 161

Chapter 161 That Is Her Daughter

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Evelyn felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted, immediately responded with an “all right,” and was

ready to leave.

Deborah, who was lying in bed, suddenly reached out a hand to feel the edge of the bed.

“Are you still drinking, Eve? You can’t be done already! Have some more, and later I’ll ask Joseph to

give you a raise!”

het face while stealthily reaching behind her to pinch Deborah’s arm.

Evelyn forced a panicked smile

“Mr Black, please please let me explain. Ms. Shepherd didn’t drink much.”

She originally bought some peanut fruit, but then Deborah said she wanted to watch TV.

Turning on the TV, she saw another soccer match was on. Unable to resist the temptation of getting

paid while watching the game, Evelyn agreed.

As a result, the atmosphere reached this point, and it seemed as if the beer had grown legs and made

its way here on

its own.

Deborah

pinched and jolted awake.

Upon opening her eyes, she saw a rather large Joseph standing by the bed, staring at her.

Beside her, there was Evelyn, who was weak, helpless, and frightened.

Deborah was now fully awake, tree from both sleepiness and the effects of alcohol, and immediately

sat up straight.

Seeing her trying to get up, Joseph couldn’t stay angry anymore. He quickly walked over and

supported her back.

Deborah gave Evelyn a look, signaling her to leave.

She looked at Joseph with a wronged expression on her face, “That man was so cruel. He hit me and

even slapped my face. My face is swollen now, just look at it.”

Her face was indeed flushed red, but the main reason was not the slap, but the alcohol.

Upon hearing her words and looking at her face, Joseph felt more and more that her swelling was

indeed severe.

He looked at her with great discomfort, reaching out to cover her face with his hand. “Has a doctor

seen you? Are there any other injuries? How serious are they, and do they still hurt?”

Seeing that the timing was just about right, Evelyn immediately put the pedal to the metal, running even

faster than a

rabbit.

Deborah glanced at Evelyn as she disappeared from sight, responding, “I checked it out, but I didn’t

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details.

It seems like they mentioned something about me needing psychotherapy or something like that. Why

don’t you go

see a doctor and ask for more information?”

Seeing that Joseph wasn’t leaving, she urged him, “You should go quickly. The doctor just came by and

asked when

the family members would arrive.”

Joseph wasn’t sure which word he heard, but his mood visibly improved. He patted her head and said,

“All right, I’ll go first. If you need me, just give me a call.”

Deborah nodded repeatedly, “All right.”

As soon as he left, Deborah immediately picked up the beer battle from the bedside table, along with

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The trash bag, and threw them all into the large trash can outside the hospital room.

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She returned to the ward and quickly cleaned up the fruit peels and peanut shells on the bedside table.

When Joseph returned, he saw that Deborah was still lying weakly in bed.

The bedside table was empty, and Joseph had forgotten what he had seen when he first entered the

room.

He went out to consult a doctor, and the doctor advised him that Deborah should undergo

psychotherapy to recover

her memory.

This is for Deborah’s sake, as Deborah is now showing signs of regaining her memory.

Regardless of whether one undergoes psychotherapy or not, almost everyone will think about their past

experiences.

Through psychotherapy, one can achieve a direct and efficient recovery. If all goes well, it can

significantly reduce the pain associated with gradually regaining one’s memory.

Joseph sat down by the bedside, feeling somewhat distracted.

In the past, not allowing Deborah to regain her memory was for her own good, so naturally, he didn’t

have any reason to feel hesitant or uneasy.

But now, things are different.

He couldn’t possibly be selfish and not consider her well-being, but deep down, he was still quite

worried about

certain things.

In these three years that he spent day and night with Deborah, she was suffering from amnesia.

Deborah looked at her and said aloud, “I saw Alyssa on the plane today.

I feel so familiar with her, as if I can vaguely recall something. Sometimes I’m holding her, and

sometimes she’s

crying in front of me. Who is she? Is she my child?”

Joseph looked at her intensely as if something was stuck in his throat, suddenly unable to make a

sound.

His first reaction was to wonder who had let her meet Alyssa. Wasn’t this bound to happen sooner or

later?

That was her daughter, and as mother and daughter, they were bound to meet one day.

If Deborah remains unaware, it would be unfair to her, and even more so to Alyssa’s young child.

One day, when Deborah finally remembers, she will surely be filled with guilt and regret for having

neglected and forgotten her daughter all these years.

Upon seeing Joseph’s reaction, Deborah suddenly understood what was going on.

Her eyes reddened, “Joseph, ever since I first saw her, I’ve had this strong desire to get close to her.

I really wanted to hug her and touch her face. In my mind, I even thought that I’ve finally met her. But

then it occurred to me that I didn’t know her at all, and I had never seen her before.”

As she spoke, her voice began to tremble, “Then my head started to hurt. I also noticed that she looks

so much like Ashton. When Ashton talks to her, the two of them act so strangely.

Many inexplicable thoughts keep creeping into my mind, and the more I can’t figure them out, the more

I can’t help

but think about them..”

Joseph’s face trembled as he leaned in and tightly embraced her.

“Debby, it’s all my fault. I’m sorry.”

Deborah’s head ached terribly. “As I thought that if I really had a daughter and I abandoned her and

forgot about her for three years, during these three years. I’ve been living carefree and happily.

But she’s now living under someone else’s root, and she doesn’t even dare to call me ‘Mommy’

anymore. So, what’s the difference between me and Ashton, who did all those things

Joseph interrupted her, “This is different. If you want to regain your memory, I’ll discuss it with the

doctor. But don’t blame yourself, none of this is your fault, okay?”

Deborah leaned into his embrace, and after sharing all the bizarre thoughts that had been swirling in

her mind, her emotions gradually began to stabilize.

She couldn’t help but cry, but soon she gradually calmed down “I have to take responsibility for my

past. I want to remember everything, all the things, any good or bad things.

Joseph comforted her and then went out to discuss with the doctor a psychotherapy plan to help

Deborah recover her

memory.

After he finished communicating with the doctor and walked out of the office, his butler called him.

Mr. Black, we’ve found out who hurt Ms. Shepherd today.