In the morning, Kornberg called Du Ruoxin, "Miss Du, our consultation can conclude."
Du Ruoxin had finished breakfast and was leisurely strolling through the fields, breathing in the fresh air. She was in an excellent mood.
However, what did the psychiatrist mean by that?
"Conclude?" she was a bit bewildered.
Kornberg: "Mr. Rothschild came to see me last night with a troubled expression, and I spoke with him for a while."
Actually, although it seemed like she and Cristiano hadn't discussed much during the therapy sessions, and there hadn't been any apparent results, through repeated interactions and by posing questions, she had subtly guided Cristiano towards "normal values."
Rather than suffering and entangling each other, it was better to let go and find peace separately.
"I advised him to let go."
"As he was leaving, I saw a flicker of relief on his face."
Du Ruoxin was stunned. Big brother... had he truly come to his senses and abandoned his obsessions?
"Thank you," she said.
Hearing the faint tone in her voice, Kornberg couldn't help but ask, "Why, you don't seem happy?"
Du Ruoxin: "No, I just..." She trailed off.
Kornberg: "What is it? Are you willing to talk to me about it?"
Du Ruoxin sighed deeply. Having been walking all morning, she was a bit tired now.
Finding a stone to sit on, she said, "Tell me, why are men so fickle? Why do they like to have many women at the same time?"
She and Rong Jingyang.
They were the key to whether Cristiano could let go.
If her marriage was happy, her elder brother would bless her; Du Ruoxin had sensed this long ago.
But—
She couldn't love such a terrible and philandering Rong Jingyang.
Du Ruoxin's mind was now filled with Rong Jingyang... an image that wouldn't fade.
"Who are you referring to?" Kornberg asked.
Du Ruoxin: "My ex-husband, Rong Jingyang."
Kornberg paused. It was the first time Du Ruoxin had mentioned her ex-husband, and her mind couldn't immediately process it.
"He had a childhood sweetheart, and they had a very good relationship."
"He often neglected my feelings and ignored me for his childhood sweetheart."
"I don't even know how I managed to persevere all those years."
So many words, so many things, were crammed into her heart, causing immense discomfort.
If she didn't speak them, she felt she would suffocate.
Kornberg: "..."
It sounded like a painful past best left unremembered?
As a psychologist, she naturally wouldn't be led by the "patient's" words.
Research indicated that when people are in low spirits and their minds are muddled, they are prone to making wrong decisions based on subjective judgment.
They might even fail to see the full picture, leading to a situation where they are too close to the problem to understand it.
Kornberg pondered for a moment and then asked, "You still love him, don't you?"
Du Ruoxin: ...No.
Rong Jingyang was so scummy, so much of a scoundrel, how could she still love him!
But—
If she didn't love him, she couldn't even utter a perfunctory word, a word of defiance.
Kornberg, hearing the silence from the other end of the line, seemed to understand Du Ruoxin's inner turmoil. She said, "Perhaps we can talk about it differently. For example, you could tell me what it is about him that attracts you, that makes you unable to forget him even though you know you shouldn't love him?"
Du Ruoxin: "..."
Kornberg: "Just a simple chat is fine, no need to feel pressured. Think of me as a confidante."
Du Ruoxin responded with an "Mm" and began to speak slowly, "He's very handsome."
Perhaps by talking with Kornberg, she could gain clarity and her doubts would be resolved?
Kornberg: "How handsome?"
Du Ruoxin: "His eyes are very captivating, his face is handsome. Seeing him, it's as if all unhappiness disappears."
Kornberg: "There's an old saying in your country, 'Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.' Miss Du, you are still in the mindset of being infatuated with your ex-husband."