My Toni Is Mr. Anthony
Chapter 50 - Counseling

Tiffany's eyes opened, for a moment she lost the orientation of Time and place, she looked at the unfamiliar sky of the room, then rolled from someone's embrace until it fell to the floor.

His head was unusually dizzy, his stomach was turbulent wanting to expel the contents of the stomach. Unable to stand up, Tiffany crawled around looking for a bathroom. He needed a handle to reach the door and enter the bathroom.

As soon as he reached the toilet, he immediately let out his stomach until his throat felt sore. It looks like a zombie. Very bad! His hair is tangled, his mascara is messy and his body smells al-ko-hol.

Tiffany brushed her teeth, combed her hair and cleaned her face. Then he took a shower under the shower looking down. While warm water flushed his body, he tried to remember - remember what happened last night.

He remembers his intimacy with Norman, his talk about kon-dom, their laughter and their bottle-playing game while betting on who lost, he has to take off his clothes.

Ah, crap!

He continued to drink until he was unconscious on the sofa. And also, another male shadow joined them. Touch - a warm touch and Norman's unrelenting voice - ceaselessly praised him. He likes it, he likes men adoring him.

Ughhhh! But there was another voice.... Argh who the hell was he? Tiffany re-mas shower puff hard, if this continues sooner or later her marriage with Anthony really will fail.

Sekoyong - koyong, a shadow of Toni's anger appears.

"YOU! STUPID B-I-T-CH!" exclaim Toni. He scooped up Tiffany's clothes strewn across the floor and threw them in the face of his future wife. Then he immediately turned his body away from Tiffany's innocent body.

BUKS!

Not yet had Bryan put on his clothes, the bogem had already floated up to his nose. Bryan staggered back, Toni slumped. He pulls Bryan by the neck and puts his head into the bathtub which happens to be still full of water.

Tiffany shuddered, she immediately finished her shower session and walked out of the bathroom. In bed, Norman is still asleep. To the next step, Tiffany picked up her clothes and left the hotel.

***

Traumatic experiences in childhood, often carry an inner wound until a person matures and will then form a person's personality in adulthood. If it is not handled, then personally - personally it will be a problem for yourself and family. The bigger effect, it could be on society.

Such is the brief picture that has been held by Doctor Livia every time analyzing a patient.

When she met Tiffany yesterday, the first impression that came to her was "Waah."

Doctor Livia admires Tiffany's intelligence and high self-confidence. But when he saw her feud with Eliana and Toni, what he saw was an ambition. Not a broken heart.

And now, the woman was sitting in front of him, with her shoulders drooping, both hands clinging to each other and crumpling - brake-as. His eyes moved wildly and his feet would not stand still, continuing to knock on the floor with his sexy heel.

Mrs Wilson escorts Tiffany to the practice room of Doctor Livia, the best doctor in the country. He's booked all the psychiatric clinic practice schedules today. No patient is allowed to come. Then tell Doctor Livia to sign on the stamp as a guarantee of patient information security.

"You come and book a schedule, it shouldn't have to be like this. Patient information is safe. I hold fast to my oath of office." said Doctor Livia slightly offended.

"Good." said Mrs Wilson haughty. His gaze gave the order for Doctor Livia to sign the paper immediately.

"What do you feel?" doctor Livia asked concerned, she thought Tiffany was just stressed by the incident with Young Master Peterson last night.

Tiffany took her breath deep, looked up at the sky and narrowed her eyes.

"I feel like I'm going crazy at the end of it."

"I'm sorry... meng.. crazy?" ask Doctor Livia carefully, does not mean to offend his patients. But he also did not understand what Tiffany meant. "What do you mean by crazy?"

"I hate them." Tiffany's hands clenched.

"They?" Livia's doctor takes a bottle of mineral water and pushes it on the table toward Tiffany.

"They're just using women. They consider her the second grade of human. We have to be obedient and manageable as they please. No will and no mind." He grabbed the mineral bottle that was on the table and sipped it.

Doctor Livia tried to understand the problem, Tiffany's sentence is not easy to understand. He's like a racket.

"Just because I'm a woman, I have to marry someone with the potential to enable financial access in Papa's company."

Livia's doctor put down the pen, didn't write it. He needs to pay attention to every micro-expression, intonation of sounds and words - words including swearing - inappropriate swearing is removed from a woman's mouth.

Suddenly Tiffany looked at Doctor Livia, clingy and sharp. "Are you sure I can take your doctor's oath?" ask with a probing view.

Doctor Livia nodded steadily. "You can trust me."

"Okay, I'll tell you. But don't judge me once."

Livia's doctor holds a notebook and a pen, preparing to record every story that comes out of Tiffany's mouth. Doctor Livia's feelings say that what Tiffany is going to say is shocking.

Tiffany took a deep breath, then she said something quickly. "I, we did all three."

"Sorry?" Doctor Livia frowned, Tiffany said too quickly, she did not catch the sentence.

"I. Had. Three. some." Tiffany spelled it out word for word.

Huh huh?

The expression of Doctor Livia blank. The word - he said evaporated just like that. Who would have thought the son of a respectable family, graceful, successful business woman. Its outer appearance was also always graceful and classy.

"Oh, s-h-i-t!" Tiffany groaned irritably, frustrated with her doctor. He immediately stood up, flicked his hair behind his shoulders, then pointed at Doctor Livia. "See! You judge me." Tiffany's confidence suddenly recovered. He grabbed the bag and intended to leave. "I think I came to the wrong person."

"Wait, Miss." Call Doctor Livia.

"I think I need to hear your experience of. three.some."

"Do you want to hear the details?" Tiffany asked with sparkling eyes - twinkle, finally her smile came out. He returned to his seat and leaned over to Doctor Livia. "You'd be surprised to know who I'm dating." Proudly said.

"Mom.not with whom you do it. But I want to know why you did that." At that time, Dr. Livia scheduled her next counseling session to find out what disorders the young woman had in front of her.

The counseling sessions continued with Tiffany's story, about her experience of s-e-k-s with a wide variety of men whenever she was stressed or depressed. One early conclusion was that Tiffany knew that her lifestyle was immoral. But he was unable to escape from the napkin.

Connect yes....

Note

1. Hangover: headache, not feeling dizzy, drowsiness, confusion, and thirst. Because of some things. In Tiffany's case because of alcohol

2. The second grade of human \= second class human. (meaning the first class male, the female below)