Chapter 835 It Has Nothing To Do With Me!

In the hospital, when Terence arrived, he saw Rhys pacing up and down, nervously outside the ward.

As soon as Rhys saw Terence, his eyes softened and he grabbed his arm and pulled him away from the ward. He peered the surroundings to check if anyone was listening to him. "Terence, I have an important thing to tell you. I want you to listen carefully, without freaking out.

I don't know how to tell this to you ... Err ... Even the doctor doesn't understand what is going on." He rubbed his neck nervously.

Terence frowned as he could not understand a word he was saying.

"What happened?" asked Terence.

Rhys took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and exhaled loudly. "Something is wrong with Eunice. I don't understand what is going on. She seems a little weird ever since she woke up this morning. Umm... She has been telling that..." he trailed off, looking painful.

"Well, she has been telling that she is married to you and that you are her husband. She thinks that the two of you are living a happy life."

Terence's mouth opened and closed for a couple of times as he tried to comprehend his brother's words. He looked at Rhys with disbelief as he did not know what to say.

He ran his fingers through his hair and finally said, "I think you should work on finding the problem and treating her illness. I don't understand why you have called me when there is nothing I can do to help you."

Terence could not help but wonder what could have possibly happened to Eunice that had made her delusional.

"But, Terence, the doctor says that she is in a critical condition. He has asked us not to say or do anything that could worry her. Her condition may worsen if she witnesses something that could potentially shock her."

Rhys rubbed his forehead, looking helpless. "Terence, we all know that the Mu family originally wanted Eunice to get married to you. But you didn't like her, so I had to replace you.

I have clearly not given her the life that she wanted. We never got along well, which has perhaps killed her happiness and affected her brain. She has been rambling that you are her husband and that Carla is... Carla is my wife.

The doctors are not able to diagnose her in a short period. They said that the only thing they could do was to offer psychotherapy to determine how she is coping."

Rhys let out a long sigh.

He shook his head as he did not know what he should do to make her feel better. He felt that he was stuck in a maze that had no way out.

she began to picture the tribe—how they looked and what kind of clothes they wore.

"No, not really. They look just like us and you will not be able to differentiate them from us. Oh, I have also heard that the women in the YH Tribe love to ride horses; they considered it as a means to enjoy their freedom. Although, we have become modern and changed our ways, some of their traditions are still much alive," Carol smiled.

Carol had once trained as a bodyguard and had a colleague who belonged to the YH Tribe. And therefore, Carol was familiar with their customs.

Carla was intrigued by the place, and started liking it more and more, when Carol provided interesting information about the people. It was perhaps because she loved to ride horses too.

But Carla also thought that loving horses was normal. People rode horses everywhere during the ancient times and developed a special connection with them. Since ancient times, some people would treat horses like a member of their family.

"Carol, Mr. An is back. You can leave now."

Nathan walked in and said curtly.

He did not care about interrupting their conversation.

Carol glanced at Nathan's droopy face. "Alright. Where is Rainer, is he here?"

Carol looked around to see if Rainer was somewhere close by.

"No, he has got something to attend to. He will be back soon,"

Nathan said curtly.

"Oh." Carol looked at him before she turned around and walked off.

Later, Nathan saw Terence walk in. He gave him a terse nod, and walked off, leaving Terence and Carla to themselves.

Terence wanted to spend time with his wife, so he had instructed Nathan to tell Carol to leave.