Presumptuous | Jenlisa Adaptation SLOW UD

Chapter 21

Jisoo raised her wrist to look at her watch. "It's at 3 p.m., there's still twenty-eight minutes."

Jennie hummed in a low voice and closed her eyes.

Ailyn Wang is a thirty-year-old female physician who works as Jennie's psychologist. Her face was compassionate from birth, and others couldn't help but recognize the gentle expression on her face.

"You're here." Doctor Wang nodded gently.

Jennie sat on the sofa opposite her and smiled familiarly. "Long time no see."

Jisoo closed the door of the consultation room.

The room was lit with calming and sleep-aid incense, which curled around the tip of the nose, and the scent was soothing and light.

Ailyn Wang and Jennie had known each other for many years. Not long after she entered the industry, she started to receive psychological treatments here intermittently because of her stress. 

Every time she came here, she was stretched to her breaking point, and that made Jennie very nervous.

But the effect of each session did its job, Jennie's position in the industry also grew higher and higher so the number of things that could hurt her became less and less—gradually reducing the frequent visits.

Ailyn thought she was going to turn for the better, and was ready to congratulate her in advance.

Who could have known that the sister that Jennie kept talking about would leave, especially in that way?

The situation worsened afterward. Even today, it was still the same, Jennie hadn't made any progress.

If Jennie couldn't take it anymore, so she came over to chat with Ailyn. She would talk, sleep, and leave, and then would come back, repeating the cycle.

There was a sofa in the consultation room. Ailyn gave her a pillow. 

Jennie lay flat on the sofa with the pillow and closed her eyes in the gentle smell of the fragrance.

Ailyn greeted her like an old friend,  "You haven't come for a month, too busy with work?"

"Yeah, with filming. It's so much trouble running around abroad."

"Did you meet anyone interesting this time?"

"Hmm, a director, he's a bit playful, his name is Thompson, he has a beard, and he likes to cook. There was one time he even cooked turkey for us when we weren't filming, but his cooking skills are actually terrible." Jennie laughed. "The courage is commendable."

The light topic gradually relaxed Jennie's stiff limbs. They chatted.

"Do you still have nightmares at night?" Ailyn asked.

Jennie's shoulder line immediately hunched, engaging in a defensive posture.

Ailyn put her finger on her temple and pressed it gently. Jennie's tight shoulders relaxed slowly. 

"Yeah." Jennie replied, "It's still the same as before."

After a pause, she said, "I always dream about the times from when I was a child, which had some good and some bad moments. Sometimes I dream about how my sister taught me how to read, sometimes I dream about how she took me outside to play and fly a kite. Then, sometimes I dream about the time a man beat my mother. And how my sister would put on those MP3 earphones she bought for me... But at the end of every dream, it was... it was... she clearly told me that she was going abroad... she..."

Jennie's thick eyelashes trembled violently, and the corners of her eyes exuded a crystal drop, which silently rolled down on the side of her cheek. She let out a quiet cry, unable to go on.