The Billionaire’s Brokenhearted Deal
Chapter 297 - 297 297 Mo Ye Undergoes Hypnotherapy

Chapter 297: Chapter 297: Mo Ye Undergoes Hypnotherapy Chapter 297: Chapter 297: Mo Ye Undergoes Hypnotherapy In the garden.

Qiao Ruoxin looked at the movie screen hanging in midair, which was playing her favorite film, Spirited Away, but she couldn’t focus on it for even a second.

Her gaze kept irresistibly drifting to the side.

Damn!

This jerk of a man was actually sitting so far away from her.

Why not just sit inside the villa for that matter!

Mo Chen leaned on the sofa, his right arm propped on the armrest, his slender fingers supporting his arrogant chin.

“Why are you looking at me instead of watching the movie?” he said.

During his words, his glance shot towards Qiao Ruoxin.

She said, somewhat sullen, “Do you have to sit so far away from me? Do you dislike me now?”

“No.”

The man spoke again in a casual tone, “I’m not feeling well.”

“…”

Qiao Ruoxin couldn’t say anything more and watched the movie with resentment—of course, she couldn’t focus on it for a second.

But still, she forced herself to watch the entire film, gradually realizing that Mo Chen seemed to have gotten used to watching this movie, and he was watching it more seriously each time.

The movie ended.

Mo Chen stood up immediately, looked at her sitting there, and said in a deep voice, “Tired? Let’s go to sleep.”

She felt too embarrassed to be willful any longer—Lord Mo had already accompanied her through an entire movie.

“Yeah, let’s go back.”

She also stood up, sighed, and then walked towards the villa.

She didn’t wait for Mo Chen because she knew he didn’t want to be close to her at the moment.

…

The next day, early morning.

When Qiao Ruoxin woke up, it was already past ten in the morning; since she was resting these few days, it didn’t matter how long she slept.

After getting ready, she came downstairs and casually asked the nanny, “When did Mo Chen leave?”

The nanny replied, “You don’t know? Lord Mo had a seven o’clock flight, so he left at five, I heard he’s going abroad for four days.”

Qiao Ruoxin immediately felt somewhat more alert, as if doused with a bucket of cold water.

Going abroad? For three days?

Why didn’t he tell her?

She turned around and went upstairs, returned to the bedroom, picked up her phone, and dialed that jerk’s mobile number directly.

It was only then she remembered, at this time he was probably still flying, the phone must be switched off.

She hung up the phone again.

Sitting on the bed angrily, how could he do this?

To go abroad all of a sudden without even saying a word?

…

It wasn’t until the evening that she received a call from Mo Chen.

The moment she answered the phone, her anger burst out, “Mo Chen, what do you mean by this? Going abroad without telling me! What are you trying to do?”

The background noise on the other end seemed to be from an airport.

“I’ll be back in four days. You stay home and recover, if you want to go out have the bodyguards accompany you,” he said.

After hearing his voice, Qiao Ruoxin felt a little softer, “What are you doing there?”

“Work stuff, I’ll be back in a few days, okay?”

“Then… make sure you take some time to sleep every day, eat well and sleep well.”

“Yeah.”

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Ruoxin’s restless heart settled down a bit.

But she really found it strange, feeling like something wasn’t right.

Mo Chen seemed to be hiding something.

Although everyone has their own little secrets, the feeling was too uncomfortable.

She couldn’t figure out what Mo Chen was thinking, nor what he was doing.

…

United States.

As soon as Mo Chen got off the plane, he went straight to the mansion in the United States—a villa bought by his grandfather in his early years.

Sitting in the car, Xiaowu in the passenger seat handed him a file, “Master Mo, Dr. Daisy said of your head injury from two years ago that you cannot become emotionally agitated or suffer too much stimulation, otherwise you will suffer from persistent headaches.”

But over the past two years, Master Mo’s temper had grown increasingly volatile, which made the headaches worsen.

The man glanced at the file but didn’t pay it much attention.

“Is her schedule arranged?”

“All set. Dr. Daisy is currently in the villa waiting for you. All preparations for the hypnotherapy are ready; we’re just waiting for your arrival.”

“Mmm.”

Mo Chen looked out the car window. The sky was overcast, and a drizzle fell lightly against the glass.

In fact, he had undergone hypnotherapy two years ago, but the results were unsatisfactory and he gave up halfway through.

He wondered how it would go this time…

The car slowly entered the residential area then drove into the garage.

Xiaowu, holding an umbrella, opened the car door; he stepped out, his tall and indifferent figure chilling to behold, particularly blending with the gloomy wet weather.

“Master Mo, Dr. Daisy is waiting for you in the bedroom.”

“Do not allow anyone in to disturb us.”

“Yes!”

Inside the bedroom.

A blonde, blue-eyed American woman, Daisy, a top psychologist,

The bedroom door was pushed open.

Daisy stood up as Mo Chen walked in.

“Mr. Mo, you’re here.”

Mo Chen’s handsome face was grim as he walked straight to the bed and lay down, then asked in a deep voice, “How confident are you?”

Daisy smiled, “It depends on whether you’ll cooperate with me. The reason for last time’s failure was partly because you, Mr. Mo, didn’t cooperate. You were too guarded.”

The man stared at the white ceiling, silent for a few seconds, then closed his eyes and said, “Begin.”

Daisy sat on the armchair beside and pressed the timer.

Her voice was calm and gentle, “Mr. Mo, I remember you said the car accident two years ago happened in the rain, right?”

“Mmm.”

Daisy played a recording of rain she had prepared in advance.

The entire bedroom seemed to be enveloped in the rainy day, with the pitter-patter of rain.

Mo Chen’s brows furrowed, his handsome face tense, his lips tightly pursed, and his clenched fists resting by his sides.

Daisy slowly spoke, “Now, I am going to count to three, and then I’ll take you back to the day of the car accident. 3, 2, 1”

She snapped her fingers, and the man lying in bed furrowed his brows even more tightly, as if he were truly back to that day two years ago.

“It’s raining heavily today, you’re feeling very irritable, and then you received a USB drive…”

The man’s breathing became hurried and chaotic, his complexion grew worse.

…

Two hours later.

“Get out!!!”

A roar emanated from the bedroom.

Xiaowu, who had been standing outside the bedroom, immediately straightened up, wanting to rush in, but the bedroom door was locked from the inside.

“Daisy! Daisy! Open the door!”

Suddenly, the bedroom door opened, and it was Daisy who had opened it.

“What happened to Master Mo?”

“Nothing, he fell asleep. It’s just that the hypnotherapy has failed again. Mr. Mo’s paranoia has reached a pathological level. He is too guarded to undergo deep hypnosis.”

Daisy sighed and left the bedroom.

Xiaowu entered the bedroom to find it pitch dark, the air oppressively heavy.

Master Mo lay on the bed motionless, his complexion slightly pale, brows tightly knitted, a heavy malevolence shrouding his handsome features.