This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Tina tilted her head to think before she shook her head again. “I can’t recall that as well. The only thing I

remember is that we made up in the morning. Nothing else. Toby, what happened to me?” She glanced

at Toby in panic. “Why did I lose part of my memory? Do I have some terminal illness?”

Toby didn’t reply; rather, he stared at her with such a deep look that it almost penetrated her mind for the

truth.

“Toby?” A confused Tina called while she was suppressing her panic.

It was hard to discern the emotions in his voice. “Do you really not recall anything?”

This time around, before she could say anything , Tim interjected, “She really can’t recall a thing.”

Upon hearing the news, Toby’s expression changed. Even though he had suspected Tina’s answer, he

would never doubt the veracity of Tim’s account, for Tim was not only a friend, but a renowned surgeon.

There was no way Tim would not lie to him.

“What happened? Why would she lose her memory?” He fixed his gaze on Tim while Tina turned to Tim

in curiosity.

Tim unearthed his hands from the coat pockets to scratch the back of his head. “On this topic… I think

it’s best if we talk outside.”

“Can’t I listen?” Tina pouted in anger.

He merely smiled at her. “You better not know about it. Let’s go, Toby. We’ll talk outside.”

After considering for around two seconds, Toby quickly agreed and exited the room before Tim.

Tim trotted behind Toby and before he left the room, he suddenly turned around to quickly wink at Tina.

She smiled and nodded in response.

Once he had received her tacit agreement, Tim turned around and closed the door to the ward.

“Tell me, what’s wrong?” Toby stopped in his tracks and questioned with a serious tone.

Tim took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and shook it. Then, he handed his friend a ciggy. “Do

you want one?”

Toby did not even take a look at the cigarette that was offered to him.

After knowing Toby’s answer, Tim kept his cigarettes away and lit one for himself. He took a drag on it

with great pleasure. “Tina is schizophrenic.”

“What?” Toby’s pupils shook upon hearing the shocking revelation.

Tim explained, “To be more specific, she is not only schizophrenic, but she is also suffering from

dissociative identity disorder. She has a dark identity. To put it simply, she has a personality that drives

her to commit wrongdoings.”

Toby tightly clenched his fists. “How did that happen?”

Tim puffed a ring of smoke. “Dissociative identity disorder is usually triggered by extremely traumatic

events. Tina previously did not suffer from the disorder; we only observed that in her after she regained

consciousness. Do you still recall that she almost went into shock and fell into a coma after learning you

were married the moment she woke up? I assume that she must have developed dissociative identity

disorder around that time.”

After learning about the truth behind Tina’s condition, Toby felt a gut-wrenching pain. Tina developed a

dissociative identity disorder because of me and Sonia!

“I went through some articles earlier.” Tim extinguished his cigarette. “This dark identity of hers has a

strong hatred for your ex-wife, perhaps because your ex-wife took away what had belonged to Tina.”

Toby frowned unhappily. “That has nothing to do with Sonia. It was my fault for not turning Tina down.”

In short, he was the root of the problem.

A reflection flashed across Tim’s glasses. “Toby, are you defending your ex-wife now?”

“That’s enough. We are discussing Tina now. Why would you bring that up?” Toby impatiently pursed his

lips.

Tim looked at him in the eye before flashing a smile. “You’re right.”

“About Tina’s dark identity… Does it appear whenever she sees Sonia?”

Tim shrugged. “How would I know? Anyway, the identities usually surface when the owner feels

threatened. Maybe your ex-wife has done something to Tina, causing her to develop a vindictive identity.”

“That’s impossible!” Toby blurted out without even thinking.

Tim narrowed his eyes. “And you said you weren’t protecting your ex-wife.”

“I am not. It’s just because Sonia would never do something like that.” Toby gave a cold reply.

He had a hunch that Sonia was innocent.

“Alright, if you say so.” Tim clasped his hands together as his tone took a serious turn. “This identity of

hers has probably showed up for the first time, which is why she has lost all her recent memories. I’m

worried that this particular identity would frequently surface if things don’t change.”

“Can it be treated?” Toby cast a glance at him.

Tim then nodded, “In the history of medicine, we have observed a number of cases where the

dissociated identities have merged with the owner’s main identity. Since Tina’s new identity is a recent

occurrence, there is a high chance that it could be merged with her primary one.”

“What should we do then?” Toby asked in seriousness.

Tim pushed the bridge of his glasses once again. “It’s simple. Try to keep her company, make her happy

and definitely do your best to avoid her meeting your ex-wife or even to seeing you with your ex. As long

as she is not agitated, her identity won’t resurface. Sooner or later, it will merge with her main.”

Although the explanation sounded crazy, Toby still took note of the suggestions. “Got it.”

“If that’s the case, I will get back to work now. I’ve just returned from an international trip. There is lots of

work waiting for me.” Tim patted him on the shoulders before leaving.

Toby stood at the same spot and stared at the door in front of him with pursed lips.

Never would he have thought that Tina would be driven to the point of developing dissociative identity

disorder. Her behavior toward Sonia in the past month could also be explained by the formation of her

new identity. That was why she acted and talked differently from the letters she wrote to me after she

regained consciousness!