Chapter 880

“Mrs. Taylor!” Fia felt like she had found succor at the final moment. “Prepare some tea.”

“Of course!” Mrs. Taylor let out a sigh of relief and dragged Mrs. Whitley along to prepare the

tea

Marcus pointed at the sofa. “Shall we chat while we sit over there?”

Fia nodded. She thought to herself that, as Conrad’s wife and the mistress of this home, she needed to have the grace of one.

She then led the way. “Have a seat, doctor.”

She waited for Marcus to take his seat first before she did, as a form of courtesy.

Marcus looked at her, his heart grim.

For a young woman like this to live like an old woman… He wondered how much pressure she was under and how much pain she had taken before becoming, someone like this.

“You can begin, doctor,” Fia said to Marcus with a smile, but her eyes were filled with anxiety.

“You must have been quite the peculiar girl

back. “What does that have to do

know what kind

does this have to do with his

ill is linked to his feelings. When he doesn’t feel happy, it makes his stomach feel pain. That was how he got his illness,” Marcus said earnestly, and Fia was listening to him attentively.

the sign that she could ask questions. “Are you saying that if I’m happy, I can make him happy too? Then, could his

meant,” Marcus

asked, “Why do you think that I was

usually quite quirky when they’re little. However, they’re then forced to hide their

with a smile, “Is that so?”

Mrs. Whitley coming with the tea, he stopped her from pouring any for

gave the steaming tea a blow and then took two sips before saying, “Your emotions are important, Mrs. Maxwell. You cannot be

she almost broke down just now and then

forgotten something?”

Marcus said and then paused. “Sometimes, you

that what he said was extremely offensive.

had ever said something like that to

cried

walked over and asked,

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