Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children Chapter 645

The air at night was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and it was pungent and unpleasant.

At 8:30 pm, Earl led Catherine in through the ward‘s door.

Adina‘s fingers, which were hidden underneath the blanket, curled up. She looked indifferent as she said,
“Ms. Catherine, / apologize for my reckless behavior. I hope you‘ll forgive me.”

Catherine pursed her red lips coldly.

All her life, she had never been slapped in the face.

If Earl had not called her personally, she would not have come to treat Adina.

She pursed her lips without answering, and Earl glanced at her menacingly.

Only then did she purse her lips and say, “That‘s in the past. I didn‘t mind it.”

She walked up to the bed and appeared to get to work. “Ms. Daugherty, can you describe your condition
to me?”

Adina lay in bed and remained silent.

“Mr. Winters, can you leave for a moment?” Catherine turned around and said, “It‘s best not to have a
third party present during psychotherapy. Please cooperate.”

Earl looked at Adina. It meant that he was asking Adina if she needed him to stay.

The situation angered Catherine further.



This man was always in dangerous situations. He had been fearless, recalcitrant, and ruthless in
everything he did. Had he ever asked others for permission?

Yet, he actually asked this woman for her opinion on such a small matter.

“Don‘t worry, I won‘t do anything to Ms. Daugherty,” Catherine said coldly. “I‘m here as a doctor today, so
I won‘t do anything that violates the medical code of conduct. Mr. Winters, please believe me.”

Only then did Adina raise her head and say, “Duke, you can go out first. Come in after the treatment.”

Earl stood up with pursed lips and said, “Addy, just call me if anything happens.”

He turned around, walked out of the ward, and slowly closed the door.

Only the two women remained in the ward.

Catherine dragged a chair over and sat by the bed before she nonchalantly said, “Ms. Daugherty, please
describe your condition.”

“Over the past four years, I‘ve had nightmares every day. I‘ve been dreaming that my kids will be
snatched away and killed.” Adina covered her face and appeared to be in a lot of pain. “I’ve gone to
many psychiatrists, and they all say I‘m severely depressed and anxious. I‘ve also taken medication, but
they can‘t cure me. Ms. Catherine, please think of a way to help me

out of this nightmare.”

Catherine slowly fitted the role of a doctor, and her voice became softer. “Do you still remember when
you first had your nightmare and what happened that day?”

“It was the day I gave birth. I was locked up in the warehouse, and I was going into labor, but my family
was afraid that I would embarrass them, so they didn‘t send me to the hospital. Therefore, I gave birth to



the kids alone in the warehouse, and I bled a lot.” Adina grabbed her hair in distress. Then, she took a
big breath. “So–Sorry, I lost control over my emotions. I can‘t continue anymore. Can I have a cup of
coffee before I resume?”

Catherine frowned.

She had met other patients who made different requests during treatment, so she nodded indifferently.
“Have it your way.”

Adina picked up the coffee from the bedside table and chuckled in resignation. “It‘s a little cold. I‘ll ask
Duke to buy another cup for me.”

Catherine’s expression darkened again.

A man like Earl would actually buy coffee for Adina. It was truly hard to imagine.


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