Chapter 1499: Feeling Nauseous

"..." Violet, facing her daughter-in-law's gaze, sighed again and again, "But this time it's different. I accepted you because my son chose to be with you, and you have a good character. It's not like you were going to be with your father, but now Claire has to be with Dr. Watson, and Dr. Watson is not suitable for a domestic life.”

"Mom, actually for a writer, it's best not to control her in terms of emotions. Studies have shown that it can easily lead to depression.” These words frightened Violet. She looked at her daughter-in-law with a mixture of belief and doubt. Depression was not a trivial matter.

Mya nodded affirmatively, “I've seen similar news. Never underestimate a writer's persistence. If she cannot be with Dr. Watson, it will be a lifelong wound for her, and it may even seep into her work. The views on marriage and love that come out from it could affect millions of people.”

Was it really that serious?

This really scared Violet. She sincerely hoped that Claire would have a good life.

Then, Mya continued to reason with facts, holding her mother-in-law's hand all the while, doing her best in the matter of her sister-in-law Claire dating Dr. Watson.

Violet was almost persuaded by her.

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