The Spoiled Girl - Chapter 1545 Past Events

In front of her was Scott. He had a frigid expression on his face, which made him seem distant. In the past few days, his condition had been constantly improving. Besides being more emotionally stable, he had started to gain a little more weight, which made him look a lot healthier.

As his psychologist, Taylor was glad to see him in a much better state.

“Have you had any nightmares recently?” Taylor cautiously asked while her white, slender fingers anxiously rubbed the warm teacup in her hand.

Scott shook his head and replied with just a single word. “No.”

“Do you remember anything you’ve done in the past month?” Taylor continued to ask.

Scott felt a bit sad when he heard her, but he didn’t shrug away her question. After thinking about it for a while, he shook his head and replied, “No, I don’t remember anything.”

It seemed like Taylor’s treatment so far still wasn’t enough to bring out his whole personality from the shadows.

Just when Taylor was about to ask another question, her phone buzzed.

She looked down and saw that it was a message from Louis.

The message said, “Where are you now? And why aren’t you at the foundation?”

It was at that point that Taylor remembered that she hadn’t told Louis that she was going to meet Scott to continue his psychotherapy.

She quickly sent a message back saying, “I’m in the apartment working with Scott right now.” After that, she hid her phone and continued the treatment.

About ten minutes later, Taylor had a general understanding of what was going on Scott’s mind. Out of the blue, the apartment’s front door suddenly opened.

Taylor was a bit startled by this and turned around. To her surprise, she saw a familiar face standing at the door. It was Louis. With a subtle frown on his face, Louis asked in a low voice, “How’s it going?”

Louis’ arrival made Scott’s mood a little better. While looking straight back into Louis’ eyes, Scott slowly uttered, “Brother.”

Taylor was about to say something, but she realized that it might affect Scott in a negative way. Instead, she subtly winked at Louis, telling him not to ask too much for the time being.

Louis immediately understood what she was saying. He lowered his eyes and changed the topic. “You look so much better now! By the way, are you still having those nightmares?”

Scott nodded just like an obedient kid and replied, “Thank you. I’ve been able to sleep well for the past few days.”

Seeing his brother finally doing

f his. His whole body was shaking, worse than before. He wailed repeatedly. “I don’t know, I don’t know!”

At that point, Taylor knew she wasn’t going to get an answer from Scott.

With this in mind, she let out a subtle sigh, and then hypnotized him right back to sleep.

As expected, Scott obediently closed his eyes and went back to sleep, just like a quiet puppet. His trembling was replaced by shallow breathing.

Taylor tucked him in with a blanket, and then stood up. As soon as she did, Louis grabbed her wrist.

His hands were extremely cold, as if he had just taken them out of the snow.

Taylor was stunned. But when the man who held her walked out of the room, she subconsciously followed him.

When they arrived in the living room, Louis stood silently in front of the window for a while. He was in a daze while looking outside.

Although Taylor couldn’t see the look on his face, she could sense the sorrow he was feeling at that moment.

She knew that it must have been extremely hard for him to find out the truth that way.

Letting out a subtle sigh, Taylor walked over and hugged him from behind. A few seconds later, she pressed her face against his back and slowly asked, “Are you angry?”

After a moment’s silence, Louis reached out his hand and placed it on the back of her hand. “I’m just sad. Scott and his parents didn’t do anything wrong. They didn’t deserve what happened to them.”

He spoke in a calm manner, but Taylor knew he was simply suppressing the rage he felt inside his heart.

“Why did Bill kill them?” Taylor asked with a frown on her face.

Having no answer himself, Louis could only give a bitter smile and respond, “Who knows?”