Chapter 1310

Finnigan asked, "You know Lucas White, right?" Abigail answered, "Yes. He's the CEO of White Corporation. He's wealthy, good-looking, and young. He often appears in celebrity magazines. How could I not know him?" Finnigan replied, "You know I'm not talking about that kind of knowing him." Abigail asked, "What kind are you talking about then?" Finnigan responded, "Abigail, you agreed to let me come up and see you. That proves that you know what your problem is and want to address it. But now you're not willing to cooperate with me. You don't want to speak honestly with me. So, how can I help you?" Abigail replied, "Do you really think you can help me?" Finnigan reassured, "I can. Trust me." Abigail looked at him. After she saw the determination in his eyes, she slowly stopped smiling, and her beautiful eyes were filled with loneliness. "Mr. Yale, I think I'm sick." Finnigan responded, "I know." Abigail was full of emotions. Her hands trembled. "I can't control myself. I can't deal with myself... Mr. Yale, please save me, save my child!" Finnigan held her hand and gently patted it. "As long as you trust me and are willing to open your heart to me, I can help you cure your illness." Abigail asked, "Tell you about what?" Finnigan replied, "Your emotional burdens." After a moment of silence, Abigail slowly responded, "Do you remember Xander Zane?" Finnigan answered, "Yes, I do." Abigail said, "Actually, he wasn't just my boss. He was also my husband. But we've divorced..." Finnigan replied, "I know that." Abigail responded, "You do? Oh, you're the person he hired, so of course, you'd know. At that time, I was the only one who didn't know about it." Finnigan asked, "You're worried about him because you heard about his death?" Abigail chuckled. "Worry about him? Do you know what he did? Why should I worry about someone like him?" Finnigan asked, "You just need to tell me, yes or no?" Abigail smiled. Somehow, she had learned to habitually use a smile to conceal her true emotions. "During our marriage, he had relations with another woman. Just the thought of it makes me sick..." "Abigail, if you want to cure your illness, you shouldn't avoid my question. You must answer my questions directly." Finnigan looked at Abigail. His gaze was so sharp that it seemed like he could see through her. Abigail felt that she had nothing to hide under his scrutinizing eyes. "It's quite ironic, isn't it? Despite the disgusting thing he did, when I heard the news of his death, I still felt sad... How did I end up like this?" Finnigan was relieved when he heard Abigail admit it. "It's a common human reaction. There's nothing to be ashamed of." Abigail responded, "But I feel so embarrassed, extremely embarrassed." Finnigan replied, "Abigail, you need to change your mindset. Be more flexible, and don't be so stubborn." He continued, "Let me ask you, now that you two are divorced, is it still important that he slept with another woman?" Abigail responded, "Is it not important?" Finnigan asked, "Tell me, why is it important?" Abigail replied, "Maybe it isn't important anymore. It's just that I feel he's so dirty! To the point where it made me feel so disgusted that I wanted to vomit..." "So, whenever you ate, you imagined your ex-husband doing some shameful things with his mistress?" Finnigan pinpointed the crucial issue with a keen question. After he asked that, he dared not look away from Abigail for even a second. He needed to understand Abigail's most genuine thoughts to help her solve her problem.