CHAPTER 36: CHAPTER 36: FINALLY MEETING THE ONE I’VE LONGED FOR

After chatting with Elder Yates for a while, Sabrina Hayes set a time with him.

Elder Yates promised to send a car to pick her up at that time.

Once the arrangement was made, Sabrina didn’t bother Elder Yates anymore and quickly left.

Outside the ward, she couldn’t hide her excitement and anticipation.

She was finally going to meet the mysterious psychologist!

If she could successfully invite him, Zara’s condition would surely improve.

She was overjoyed and inadvertently looked up, just in time to see Josee Sheffield’s figure.

The man was leaning against the hallway wall, legs crossed, standing casually. He looked slightly unruly, yet was gifted with a handsome face, a tall stature, and an effortless elegance that added a touch of wild, suave charm.

He was clearly waiting for her.

Sabrina didn’t linger, she walked straight up to him, her gaze fixed right on him.

Josee raised an eyebrow and said, "Though I know I’m quite handsome, you don’t have to stare so intensely."

Sabrina ignored his narcissistic remark and smiled, saying, "Thank you."

"Why thank me?"

Josee pretended to be surprised, his expression puzzled.

Sabrina saw through his poor acting skills and said directly, "You came to find me on purpose to treat Elder Yates, didn’t you? You knew long ago that I was looking for that psychologist?"

Josee raised his eyebrow even higher, unexpectedly silent.

This was equivalent to him admitting it!

In fact, Josee had known about Sabrina’s situation before she approached him.

Veridia is just that small, both parties being in the same circle, one would hear some bits of news even unintentionally.

For instance, how she had been looking for psychologists everywhere to treat her daughter’s illness for years.

Back then, he was merely an outsider, and deliberately chose to ignore it, so he didn’t know much deeply.

On the day they met at the café, after returning, he immediately had people investigate.

Only then did he realize that these years, she hadn’t been living as well as expected.

Her husband was entangled with his ’white moonlight’ while she was left to struggle alone for her daughter’s illness.

Since then, Josee started paying attention to famous psychologists for her.

But he clearly didn’t plan to disclose these, merely shrugged, nonchalantly saying, "To let you focus on your career, I had someone check Zara’s situation, these years the psychologists you found didn’t help her condition, after much thinking, only that one is capable of curing her.

Coincidentally, my connections are broader than yours, so I casually set the link..."

He spoke lightly.

But Sabrina’s heart was uneasy.

Someone like Elder Yates isn’t someone you can contact with casual connections!

Josee was only saying so to prevent her from feeling burdened!

Warmth filled her heart, followed by a slight feeling of irony.

Her friend could go to such lengths for Zara.

Yet Jordan Hawthorne, Zara’s father, did nothing but perfunctorily.

He never treated Lena Jennings’ unprofessionalism seriously, only ever scolded her for being unreasonable.

Sabrina gathered her thoughts, sincerely said to Josee, "Thank you!"

Josee clicked his tongue, seemingly disliking her politeness, he simply stood upright, changed the topic saying, "Elder Yates just mentioned something which I heard! The special forces members you’re going to treat this time have uncommon backgrounds, you should take extra care, try not to make mistakes!"

Though he trusted Sabrina’s medical skills, there’s always a possibility of accidents.

Sabrina also knew this, promptly replied, "Rest assured, I’ll fully prepare!"

After chatting for a while, since Josee still had business to attend to, he soon left.

Sabrina went home as well.

Upon entering, she opened her computer and began searching extensively about the possible injuries soldiers might have.

She took this treatment extremely seriously, hence studied very meticulously.

After spending several hours and recording various situations, by afternoon, several pages of treatment plans for different injuries had already been listed.

Sabrina felt satisfied, stretched.

Now everything was ready, just waiting for Elder Yates to send someone to pick her up in three days!

During this time, she inevitably thought of that psychologist.

If she does meet him, how would she request him to treat Zara?

Someone of his level, no longer lacks wealth.

With no power or influence, it seems there’s nothing she can offer.

If refused, what would she do?

Sabrina felt a bit anxious.

Finally, after much contemplation, she decided to ask in person when meeting him.

She would offer anything she has!

While she was lost in thought, Zara suddenly came down from upstairs, running toward her, calling out sweetly, "Mommy~"

Sabrina snapped back to reality, pulled her into an embrace, couldn’t resist teasing her little nose, "Why did you run so fast? What if you fell?"

Zara rubbed against her, trying to pass through with a little act of coyness.

Sabrina couldn’t resist, she asked with a smile, "What are you looking for, mommy?"

Zara immediately raised her head and asked, "Daddy... like... what Zara draws?"

Sabrina was startled, only then noticed the little child’s hand hidden behind her, holding a drawing notebook.

The latest page had colors already smudged on it, yet had been abandoned halfway!

Her heart ached, she couldn’t help giving Zara a kiss, saying, "Ignore him, darling, you draw whatever you feel like."

But Zara insisted, "The Brain Master said can learn..."

Sabrina was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, the little one actually took the art teacher’s words to heart.

Faced with her daughter’s eagerly hoping gaze, Sabrina realized she couldn’t refuse her.

Eventually, she found her tablet, searched some professional, basic drawing courses, and handed them to Zara.

Zara was incredibly happy, her attention instantly captivated, focused intensely.

Seeing this, Sabrina did not disturb her, continuing with her own things.

Unknowingly, it was dinner time.

The maid came to remind the mother-daughter pair, "Little Miss, Madam, it’s time for dinner."

Sabrina realized it was already late.

She immediately looked at Zara, only to see the little darling crouching over the table sketching.

Beside her lay three stacked sheets of drawings on the table, no longer abstract but rather, with distinct shapes.

Fruits, bouquets, cats...

Almost recognizable at a glance.

Sabrina was somewhat surprised, immediately took them over to ask, "Zara, did you just draw these?"

Zara nodded her little head, pointed at the screen on the tablet showing her.

Sabrina glanced over and froze.

The drawings in her hand were identical to those on the screen.

From line composition to color, everything replicated one to one like it was printed out.

Was Zara... copying the drawings on the screen?

Although this was just basic, for a beginner, it still posed a certain challenge.

At least if she herself did it, it’d definitely not turn out so well.

But Zara managed effortlessly???

After being shocked for a long time, Sabrina eventually had to acknowledge what the art teacher said.

Zara indeed has an exceptional talent in drawing!

Happening to be when Jordan Hawthorne came back from work.

The man, upon entering, saw the mother-daughter pair in the living room.

He didn’t greet, went ahead and removed his jacket, unbuttoning his shirt, yet his gaze slightly frowned upon seeing the drawings and paints on the table.

Sabrina precisely captured his expression, her face turned cold, raised her hand, laying the three sheets of drawings before him.

Then sarcastically said, "Zara managed to copy these three drawings in just over two hours, only you in this world would think Zara isn’t capable! In your eyes, there’s always arrogance and bias, never observing her strengths!"

Jordan Hawthorne was stunned.