Silvia left the barbecue joint and headed straight for a villa. The moment the door opened, the guy on the other side was all smiles. "Dr. Caldwell, you're finally here. Maria has been a bit down recently. She's been knocked out cold by sleeping pills but seems to be having nightmares. She's tossing and turning. Mr. Krueger asked me to call you over."
Silvia just nodded, cool as a cucumber. "Show me to her." The servant led the way to the bedroom. Silvia took a look at the woman writhing in her sleep and furrowed her brows slightly. Then she sat down by the bed, softly saying, "Maria, I know my therapy has been working, you've been lucid from time to time, and your mind is slowly coming back. You don't have to keep up the act in front of me. I might not be the good guy here, but I won't rat you out to your husband."
Upon hearing this, Maria, lying in bed, stopped writhing. Her eyelashes fluttered a bit, but her eyes remained closed.
"If you don't want to listen to me, I can always tell Mr. Krueger to find a new doctor in my place."
Just then, Maria slowly opened her eyes and looked at Silvia. "Dr. Caldwell, you know?"
Silvia simply nodded. "You're my patient, and I've been dealing with you for a while now. If I can't even tell whether you're recovering or not, then I'm a total washout."
"You really won't tell my husband?" Maria Krueger asked again, uncertain.
"Chill out, I won't shoot myself in the foot. This is between you and your hubby, and it was Mr. Krueger who hired me. I won't blabber when I shouldn't. That's just professional etiquette."
"Then you also won't tell my brother, I don't want him to know I'm recovering." There was a hint of pleading in Maria's eyes.
"Gotcha."
Silvia's quick response made Maria a little suspicious. "Dr. Caldwell, why are you willing to help me keep this a secret?"
"I'm fresh out of college, and my hospital salary isn't exactly big bucks. The pay here is good, and I'm not willing to give up this sweet gig just like that," Silvia explained.
"Don't worry, as long as you can help me keep this under wraps until I'm fully recovered, I'll do my best to meet your needs. I might have been mentally unstable for many years, but I still hold a lot of stock options. I have a lot of money. I won't let you down."
"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it."
Maria was still unsure. If Silvia was doing this for the money, wouldn't she sell her out if someone offered her more? For a moment, she stared at Silvia, her tone becoming somewhat stern. "No, I need you to swear, swear that you won't betray me."
Silvia sneered inwardly but agreed to Maria's demand, "If I betray you, I'll never find someone who truly loves me."
Hearing this, Maria finally breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good, but..."
Before she could finish, the servant's voice came from outside. "Maria, Mr. Russel is here to see you. His car is in the garage, and he'll be up in five minutes."
"Rest assured, Mr. Russel, Maria's condition has improved recently. However, she's been sick for a long time, and it's not something that can be cured overnight. It takes time. You should be mentally prepared." Silvia responded formally.
Russel's gaze was meaningful as he stared at Silvia. "You've done a lot for us already. My wife has been sick for nearly 20 years. Many doctors have said the same thing, but you're the first one who's managed to stop her nightmares. You're so young and already so skilled."
"It's just a stroke of luck. If it weren't for the groundwork laid by the previous doctors, I wouldn't have been able to do it," Silvia modestly replied.
"Then I'd like you to discuss the treatment plan with me in detail. I want to know what's next."
"No problem, I'll explain it to you in detail."
Silvia followed Russel out of the bedroom, leaving Maria in a cold sweat, frantically trying to calm her racing heart.
Outside in the yard, Russel kept his gaze on Silvia, his brows furrowed. "Is her condition really not improving?"
"If you don't trust me, you can give me the boot anytime, no hard feelings." Silvia shrugged, shooting Russel a sarcastic look. Russel cracked a smile. "Why would I not trust you? I handpicked you for this. But keep your eyes peeled, the next six months are pivotal, I don't need this woman dragging us down. If anything fishy happens on her end, you gotta let me know ASAP, no dilly-dallying."
Silvia nodded, slightly lowering her head to mask the glint of determination that briefly flashed in her eyes, "I know the drill."
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