People with depression would usually look like they have dark clouds hanging over them at all times.


    The light would be gone from their eyes, and they would regard everything in a negative light.


    Compared to Sean''s leg, his heart was more important.


    Olivia had to help him open his heart somehow.


    As Olivia inserted the needles, she said in a gentle voice, "If you were troublesome, Mr. Troy wouldn''t


    have kept watch over you even when he''s working.


    "Our family is our refuge, and they can ept and understand you no matter what.


    "I heard that Ms.


    Quinn died in an ident.


    How did you feel back then? If you leave this world, your family will feel the same thing you felt back


    then.


    "This world may not be perfect, but as long as you''re alive, you''ll bring hope and happiness to the


    people around you.


    "You''re so young, and you''re not even afraid of death.


    Why would you be afraid to live?" Sean stared at the green waves of grass rolling outside.


    Only he was privy to his own thoughts as he mumbled, "Yes, I don''t even fear death, so what would I


    be scared of? I just..." He opened his palms, his gaze losing focus.


    "I just don''t know how I should live anymore.


    If I don''t take medications, I won''t be able to sleep for the whole night.


    "Dr.


    Fordham, do you know what it''s like to wait from dawn till dusk and then wait some more for the


    sunrise? "I don''t want to lose my will to medications.


    I won''t be able to survive even a second of that life." As expected, it was just as Olivia had guessed.


    Even though he was deeply disturbed by his girlfriend''s sudden passing, time would slowly heal his


    wounds.


    It would form a scar in his heart, and when he thought about it, sometimes, he would get emotional.


    But this scar wasn''t so powerful that he would seek his own death so many yearster.


    The thing that was truly torturing him was his insomnia.


    He didn''t want to take the medication every day, and that was how he ended up like this.


    Olivia wasn''t an expert in mental illnesses, but she also knew that some medicine could lead to


    dependency.


    Such medicine was very strictly regted, so even if doctors prescribed the medicine, they would do it


    in very controlled doses.


    They wouldn''t let patients take the medicine every day.


    There was a slow-acting poison in Sean''s body.


    Olivia had investigated for two days, but she couldn''t find the source of the poison anywhere in the


    vi.


    She couldn''t help but suspect that there was something wrong with the medicine Sean had taken


    before this. "Mr. Sean, do you still have the medicine you used to take? I''d like to check its ingredients."


    "I have half a bottle left." When Sean heard Olivia asking for the medicine, he immediately asked


    Reginald to return to his room and get the medicine from his bedside table.


    A few minutester, Reginald returned with nothing but a helpless look on his face.


    "Mr. Sean, I only found some vitamins in the drawer of the bedside table.


    I didn''t see any medicine.


    Did you toss it away a month ago?" Back then, after stopping the medication, Sean wasn''t in his right


    mind, and he had smashed and tossed away many things.


    "Understood." .


    However, after ending the call, Noah made another call.


    "Sean is asking me for the medicine.


    Miss, should I give it to him?" A woman''s cold voice rang out over the phone.


    "Go ahead.


    Give him the normal ones." "Understood." The woman coldly looked at her phone screen.


    A cold smile appeared on her lips.


    "That restless idiot is looking for death." .


    "It''s okay.


    It''s just a small bug digging her own grave.


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    With just a flick of my finger, she''ll be gone from this world."