Chapter 2210: Autumn Arrives Late in the Golden City (Part 10)

The pier mansion market had just opened, and because of its extremely special geographical location and the already large flow of people on Green Street, it ushered in the first wave of customers a few days after opening.

At this time, people were rubbing shoulders in the entire market, and the pedestrians in the queue were squeezing along the edge of the queue, stretching endlessly.

Bruce brought two cups of coconut juice to the seat and sat down. Selina played with the wallet in her hand, took a sip of coconut juice through a straw, and suddenly realized, "So she is Talia."

"What's wrong?"

"I only remembered when I saw her face. I seem to have seen her. Seriously, she is still quite beautiful. No wonder Little Pa would fancy her." Selina turned the wallet in her hand with her slender fingers, attracting Bruce to stare at her.

"Wait here for a while, I'll go meet her." Selina gave a cunning smile, put the wallet in her bag, and disappeared into the crowd in a flash.

Talia was using her height advantage to scan the crowd. Soon she saw a slightly familiar figure flash by. Her eyes were like a hawk, and her movements were like lightning. She immediately chased in that direction.

Because it wasn't far from the beach, many women were dressed relatively coolly. Selina's outfit of a navel-baring short-sleeved top wasn't out of place. Talia shuttled through the crowd and soon lost her target.

Suddenly she saw a black shadow flash from her side. She instinctively touched her waist bag. Very good, her phone was also gone.

Talia wasn't very good at dealing with such an environment, because assassins were premeditated killers. They could wait at the target location for months or even a year until their target was alone.

Being alone was very important. Besides the insufficient defensive power making the assassination easier, the desire to kill with one blow also required speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness, so space was needed to perform. No assassin would choose to kill in the morning rush hour subway. Even if you wanted to do it by poisoning, you had to be able to lift your arm first. Being a molecule in a piece of luncheon meat wouldn't work.

Talia wanted to take big steps to chase, but there were always people and crowds flowing against the current blocking her way. She wanted to throw a dart, but someone bumped into her as soon as she lifted her arm, causing her to stagger and lose her center of gravity.

But Talia wasn't a reckless or entangled person. She chose to break away from the crowd first, went around the road from the nearest door to chase.

There were eight gates in the four directions of the entire market. Talia calculated Selina's direction in her heart. Not long after, she saw the figure of this damn thief from the gate in front.

"Stop! Don't run!!"

Talia rushed in directly, and Selina was standing behind a snack cart, shaking her wallet in her hand, giving her a big smile.

Talia rushed over in one step, grabbed at Selina with one hand, but Selina used a flexibility that didn't match her figure, grabbed the railing on one side of the snack cart, and swung to the other side, dodging Talia's arm.

Talia attacked from another direction, and Selina turned to the other side. Talia threw a dagger, and Selina drilled directly over the top of the snack cart counter. Talia just went around to chase, but was hit squarely in the face by something.

That thing fell into her arms. She looked down and saw it was her wallet and phone, while Selina had already worn through the crossbeam of the market canopy in just a few seconds, like a cat, with her hands folded and propped on the ground between her feet, baring her teeth at Talia.

"Stop bothering my man, you bitch."

With a swish, Selina leaped into the crowd like a fish and disappeared.

When Pamela found Talia again, she had angered herself into a cabbage. Pamela had to pull her to sit down at the nearest table and chair and handed the iced coffee in her hand to her.

"When you covet someone else's boyfriend, you know this day will come. The cost of being a third party..."

"The problem is I didn't become a third party!" Talia was angry about this point. She said, "What did I do? Date Bruce Wei En? But goddamn it, he drugged me in the middle of the date!! And that damn bitch scratched my face before!"

Pamela sighed and said, "Didn't you notice that since you came to this city, your professionalism has been weakened? Which assassin would be angry about this kind of thing?"

Talia was stunned, then she pressed her forehead with her fingers and took a deep breath. She thought Pamela made sense.

Since coming to this city, she had become somewhat emotional, and things shouldn't have been like this.

From a professional perspective, in Talia's impression, she could do anything to complete the task from the beginning, and she knew very well that the purpose of her doing these things was just to complete the goal.

If something didn't go well, she would give up doing it out of efficiency considerations, or change the strategy of doing things. During this period, emotional factors weren't the standard for her to judge anything. Talia was usually a person without mood.

This might sound strange, but the fact was that Talia never felt happy or unhappy about her tasks. She did it, completed it, then the next one, and repeating this constituted her life.

But since coming to Cat Getan, she had often been unhappy, thinking about many things in her spare time, and even developed a very obvious resistance to some things, which undoubtedly seriously affected her professional quality. Failing to catch Catwoman was a very obvious decline in strength.

"What do you think is going on?" Talia asked with a frown.

"Perhaps this is the real you. Don't look at me with that look, I'm not a psychologist. If you really feel uncomfortable, then go for psychological counseling."

"What a terrible suggestion," Talia sighed sincerely. "If an assassin has to see a psychologist, it means he's done for."

"But you aren't feeling guilty because you're afraid of killing people," Pamela shrugged. "Emotional fluctuations becoming more obvious might also be a special manifestation of the manic phase. It won't make you fall into depression and pain, but it will always affect you, like a shadow."

Pamela drank the last sip of coffee, sucked hard with the straw, making a noise that made people frown, and then said, "You are always avoiding being manipulated by anyone, including your father, but the emotions in your body might manipulate you more generally, just more implicitly, making you unable to feel it."

"Now, for some reason, its manipulation of you has surfaced. I suspect, just suspect, that your decision to reproduce might have affected your body more seriously than you think."

"People often say that opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared. This is also true in the physiological aspects of humans. Our psychology always affects the body in various ways. When you decide to have a child, your hormones will prepare earlier than your thoughts."

Talia frowned deeper. This wasn't because she was dissatisfied, but precisely because she felt Pamela made sense. All these anomalies did happen after she started executing the plan against Bruce Wei En, and there were even signs before she came to Cat Getan.

Widespread research believes that women are more affected by hormonal fluctuations; there is also research showing that hormones affect both psychological and physiological aspects simultaneously. When it changes continuously, you will feel various differences in both aspects.

"Then how to make it stop?"

Pamela shook her head and said, "If you don't change your decision, I'm afraid this will continue. After you are pregnant, pregnancy hormones will have a more obvious impact. You always have to face all this."

Talia looked a bit flustered, constantly poking the ice in the cup with a straw, drinking coffee in small sips. After a while, she sighed and said, "Do you think I should see a psychologist?"

"I didn't expect you to ask that."

"I have no experience in dealing with this at all. In the first 20 years of my life, your so-called hormones were like dead, but when it suddenly appeared, I couldn't fully adapt. This is very dangerous for me."

"Because of your father."

Talia looked at Pamela with some surprise, but then withdrew her gaze, nodded with a solemn expression.

"He is a man, they usually find it hard to understand. If a person decides to be a mother, what changes will her physiological and psychological aspects produce? But I have witnessed all this."

Pamela also hung her hands, poking the ice in the cup with a straw, and said, "My mother once wanted a second child, but not in a stable family environment. At that time, I was about to have an extremely wealthy stepfather, and the child was the means for him to become my stepfather."

"After she made this decision, she began to change, but it was these changes that made that man not understand, and he didn't intend to understand, so they finally parted ways."

"This behavior isn't noble, but it shows one point: establishing a stable family before breeding offspring is indeed one of the few survival wisdoms of humans, because this is when mothers are most vulnerable."

"And if you intend to skip the step of forming a family to get shelter, you must be strong enough, especially if you don't intend to have Bruce Wei En's child and don't intend to return to your father to accept his help, then this matter must be much harder than you think."

"So you suggest I go?"

"Although you skipped many steps, there are still examples to follow. First go to the hospital for a physical examination, and then if you feel emotionally troubled, then see a psychologist regularly."

Talia covered her eyes and said, "This shouldn't happen in my life. It's too ridiculous."

"It's too ordinary and common, and the 20 years of life you lived before were too magnificent."

Talia sighed long, looked into Pamela's eyes, and said, "Regarding the choice of psychologist, you must have a very bold suggestion."

Pamela laughed and said, "Actually, according to convention, you should look for an older female doctor with childbirth experience who can empathize with what you are experiencing now."

"But considering the magnificent life you lived in the first 20 years, if I have to say who can combine such experiences to make the most suitable diagnosis for you, I'm afraid it's the only world-renowned psychology expert we have, Professor Schiller."

"And he is also one of the culprits of my current situation. Him and his students," Talia said almost through gritted teeth.

"You know how he will answer you: everything starts with the decision you made to want to be a mother. What manipulates you isn't him, but your own emotions."

"And you intend to help him clear his relationship?"

"I'm just helping you recognize the facts, because if you really intend to let him be your psychologist, you can't spend all your treatment time attacking him, but should focus more on yourself—for the sake of your wallet."

"Is his consultation fee very expensive?"

Pamela hesitated rarely.

"Perhaps I shouldn't have made this suggestion so rashly," she suddenly changed the subject and said, "I'm not sure if you have the ability to afford it."

Talia seemed to be insulted and said, "I'm not a female college student who just graduated. In the industry, my fees are very expensive, and I don't take just any job."

"Then let's go to the banquet together. After dinner, you can stay and talk to him."

"And then? Am I going to receive treatment?"

"No, before that, gather your courage."

"Will the treatment process be scary?"

"The bill will be scary." ===== CHAPTER 2211 =====