Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 940

Cherie kept asking Boyle repeatedly if Huntley had actually found Little Bean Sprout yet.

When Huntley called, Boyle took a glance at his phone and immediately picked up the call.

While Boyle was comforting Cherie, he was also asking Huntley through the phone, "Did you find Little Bean Sprout?"

Huntley replied in a hesitant tone, "Hey Boyle, are you sure that Cherie did not tell me the wrong address? When I went over to the district earlier, I didn't see a single mother with her daughter in block 12, unit 601 but instead, I was greeted by an old lady. She told me that she only has a grandson and not to mention, she even told me that there isn't anyone who is called Little Bean Sprout in the entire building."

Boyle was stunned for a second as he stared intensely at Cherie before asking her with a serious tone, "Cherie, are you sure Little Bean Sprout lives in block 12, unit 601 in Downey Residence?"

Cherie replied with a confident tone, "I am absolutely sure. Little Bean Sprout will never lie to me. Could Huntley not find her? Maybe Little Bean Sprout was just too afraid of strangers which caused her to hide?"

Boyle said, "Why don't you call and ask her. I'll have Huntley look for her again."

Cherie immediately gave Little Bean Sprout a call. It did not take long for the call to be connected. Cherie spoke to her while coughing, "Hey Little Bean Sprout, where are you?"

"I'm at home. Are you coming over to visit me?"

Cherie explained, "How are you feeling? I had someone bring you medicine already but he can't find you."

Little Bean Sprout chuckled gleefully as she said, "I was hiding earlier because I saw someone I didn't recognize. Can you come over, Sister Jelly Bean?"

Cherie replied, "I can't."

"Why not?"

Cherie instinctively took a glance at Boyle and said, "Because... well, it's because I'm also sick. Boyle doesn't allow me to come visit you."

"Who's Boyle?"

"He's my lover."

Little Bean Sprout said, "I want to meet your lover too, Sister Jelly Bean."

Boyle looked at Cherie and said, "Cherie, let me speak to Little Bean Sprout real quick. I… I need to ask her where exactly she is staying."

Cherie handed her phone over to Boyle before he picked up the call while staring at her.

However, all he could hear was a string of beeping sounds. No one was speaking through the phone.

Boyle's throat twitched as he said, "I think... she hung up."

Cherie took her phone back as she lowered her head and mumbled, "She must've been shy. You scared her away already and now it seems that I really have to go visit her at the capital."

Boyle held onto Cherie's shoulder and said while staring directly at her, "Since Little Bean Sprout is this shy, I'll just have Huntley place the medicine by the door then. That way he won't disturb her. What do you say?"

Cherie thought that solution actually sounded quite good as she said, "When I called her earlier, she seemed to be in quite the good mood. Hence, I guess she should be fine."

Boyle comforted her, "It's nothing more than a regular flu. She should be fine. Don't worry."

Cherie had fallen asleep when nightfall came.

Boyle gently got out of bed and took her phone away.

He clearly knew the pin for her phone. When her phone unlocked, he looked through her call logs and found Little Bean Sprout's number.

He called her.

However, all he could hear was a robotic voice of a lady saying, "The number you have dialed is not in service…"

Boyle clutched onto her phone while standing there frozen for a really long time.

After that, he decided to keep trying to call that number. He even tried it with his phone.

They all had the same response. All of them were empty numbers.

An empty number.

Therefore, who exactly was Cherie talking to all this while?

Boyle started to tear up as he somehow had a rough idea of what was happening but he dared not to think about it.

Boyle walked over to the balcony and called Huntley.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Did you manage to find the child at Downey Residence?"

Huntley replied, "I even pulled some strings to help me look for the child around the district but I still couldn't find a child called Little Bean Sprout. Did Cherie get scammed?"

"Probably."

Boyle did not say anything else as he hung up the call.

The way he said ‘probably' sounded weak and helpless.

He actually hoped that the child was lying to Cherie.

Huntley called him back not long after.

Boney jumped on the couch from behind and nuzzled against Boyle's leg.

Boyle rubbed the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath, picked up his phone and gave Shania a call.

Shania was just about to go to sleep.

She was surprised when she received Boyle's call.

"What's the matter? Finally come to your senses?"

Boyle held back all of his heartache as he asked in a clear tone, "When depression gets severe enough, will it cause someone to hallucinate?"

Shania raised her brows and was a little stunned. She asked, "Is Cherie hallucinating?"

Boyle's voice sounded menacingly cold as he said, "Answer me. Yes or no."

"Yes. Patients with different degrees of depression will hallucinate differently. This would result in schizophrenia ."

Boyle's throat was twitching violently as he asked, "What's schizophrenia?"

Shania sighed and said, "Schizophrenia is well, in layman's terms, a mental disorder."

Shania reminded Boyle that Cherie was now without a doubt a person suffering from a mental disorder and she was not normal.

Boyle was tearing up violently as he said, "Can that be treated?"

"Yes but she needs to be admitted into the hospital. Moreover, she needs to be forced to be under strict quarantine."

Boyle raised his hand and rubbed his temple. He closed his eyes and asked, "Can I keep her company then?"

Shania replied, "No one is allowed to. Especially her family. People like you who have such a strong connection to the patient shouldn't be there while she's receiving treatment. That is because strong connections will impede her recovery process. You might even be shunned by the patient."

Boyle's throat tightened as he asked, "Is this the only way?"

"This is the only way to treat any patients suffering from a mental disorder. Not to mention, I can't guarantee if Cherie would actually fully recover even if I used the strictest method in treating her. However, I want you to know one thing. Boyle, if you don't do this, Cherie will absolutely descend into complete madness."

Boyle gritted his teeth as his gaze dimmed.

Shania knew that she had to be gentle with Boyle so she continued, "Cherie is such a wonderful person and she shouldn't be destroyed by depression. Send her over, Boyle. Although I can't fully guarantee her recovery, we will do our very best to help her recover. You won't be happy if she bears the label of a mad person, you know."

Boyle sobbed as he frowned. He looked painfully cold as he said, "Give me some time to take care of this."

"Please hurry."