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.

been quite the

back. “What does that have to do with Conrad’s

Marcus didn’t know what kind of a person Conrad was,

“What does this have to

he doesn’t feel happy, it makes his stomach feel pain. That was how he got his illness,” Marcus said earnestly, and Fia was

for a few seconds before Marcus gave Fia the sign that she could ask questions. “Are you saying that if I’m happy, I can make him happy

meant,”

asked, “Why do you think

like this is usually quite quirky when they’re little. However, they’re then forced to hide their true personality because of their

said with a smile, “Is that

the tea, he stopped her from pouring

tea a blow and then took two sips before saying, “Your emotions are important, Mrs. Maxwell. You cannot be too restless or

almost broke down just now and

forgotten something?”

anything. What’s most important right now is your attitude toward life,” Marcus said and then paused. “Sometimes, you

Marcus, feeling that what

to her, not even her mom

she cried out anxiously.

walked over and asked, “What do you need, madam?”

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