Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

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 peculiar girl in the past,

“What does that have to do with Conrad’s illness?”

and detached now.” Marcus didn’t know what kind of a person Conrad was, so he could only describe

this have to do with his illness?”

makes his stomach feel pain. That was how he got his illness,” Marcus

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

meant,” Marcus

eyes and asked, “Why do you think that I was a

are filled with innocence. Someone like this is usually quite quirky when they’re little. However, they’re then forced to hide their true personality because

with a smile, “Is that so?”

the tea, he stopped her from pouring any for him. Instead, he picked up the teapot and poured a cup

are important, Mrs. Maxwell. You cannot be too restless or have a breakdown. It

broke down just now and then asked Marcus, “Have

forgotten something?”

honest, it doesn’t matter whether you’ve forgotten anything. What’s most important right now is your attitude toward life,” Marcus said and then paused. “Sometimes,

what

to her, not even her mom and

Taylor!” she cried

Taylor walked over and asked, “What do