Chapter 833


    Chapter 833


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    “I never thought that a youngdy like her would have experienced so much.”


    Jason lowered his eyes, not saying a word.


    Marcus continued, “Since Mr. Maxwell has made her endure so much, why is she still with him? Why


    did she not divorce him?”


    Jason raised his eyes. “Fia never mentioned who the person she was secretly in love with was. Now


    that you’ve listened to everything I said, can you make a guess?” Marcus’ expression. turned even


    more hideous and he drank a whole cup of water he poured for himself.


    He asked. “Is it Mr. Maxwell?”


    Jason replied, “Besides him, I cannot think of why she would be willing to allow herself to be in such a


    humbling position.”


    Marcus responded, “Love is really an especiallyplicated and hurtful thing. I don’t ever want to find


    a girlfriend in this life. Being single rocks!”


    Jason harrumphed lightly. “That is because you have yet to meet the right woman. When you meet her,


    things will not be up to you.”


    Marcus replied, “Then, I’ll pray every day that I never meet her!”


    ***


    After dinner, Fia sat on the sofa in the living room, swiping through her phone.


    Conrad picked up a package and returned. “Fia, let me help you put on more clothes before you. y


    with your phone.”


    Fia said, “I’m not cold.”


    “You have to wear these clothes.” He opened the package and took out a dress and a shirt like an


    apron.


    Fia swept a nce at it. “Such an ugly shirt!”


    “This is a shirt that is specially made to deflect radiation. Putting this on will be beneficial for both you


    and the child,” Conrad said.


    Fia put down the phone and sat up. “I’ll wear it. If it’s good for the child, I’ll wear it no matter how ugly it


    is.”


    Conrad smiled gently and helped her to put it on.


    Fia touched it. “No bad. At least the texture feels fine.”


    “Continue to lie down and y with your phone.” Conrad helped her lie back on the sofa.


    Fia felt a little warmth in her heart and grabbed his hand to get him to sit down.


    She ced her head on his thigh and asked lightly, “Do you think Marcus White is reliable?”


    “He’s reliable. I have gotten the camp to check a little. He himself was a mentally ill patient before. He


    cured himself, went to study for eight years, and got a doctorate before starting to treat others.”


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    Conrad was originally worried that Marcus would not be reliable but now he really felt that he’d do a


    good job.


    “He’s quite inspirational,” Fia said. “However, it’s only my emotions that are not good. Is there really a


    need to put in so much effort?”


    “Fia.” Conrad gently smoothed out a few random strands of hair on her head. “I know that you repulse


    it, but it is for your own good and for the good of the child. I’ll have to trouble you. a little, alright?”


    Fia pouted without saying anything.


    “Why would you apany me? Can you even apany me to be treated?” Fia was a little


    speechless.


    “I’ll go with you every day and not let you face things alone,” Conrad said.


    Fia thought about it and felt that if she was to really be treated, the psychiatrist would definitely ask her


    a lot of private questions.


    She did not wish for Conrad to find out.


    “Other people are not allowed to be in the same room when a psychiatrist is asking


    questions,” Fia said. “When the timees, just bring yourptop and wait outside. Just go ahead with


    your work.”


    “Alright.” Conrad tapped between her eyebrows and asked. “What fruit would you like at night?”


    Fia replied, “Cherries.”


    “I’ll go wash them. Wait for me.” Conrad went toward the kitchen.


    Fiaid in the sofa, picked up her phone, and scrolled through it, looking for Eileen’s contact in


    WhatsApp to send a message.