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Chapter 754
“Discipline?! What did she do?” Tyler looked worried. “Mary’s upset from seeing William go through some hardship
in the camp. Did she say anything drastic to your wife?”
“Just… Just take her away!” Conrad said to him in an irate manner.
“Can’t we talk about this? Perhaps I could bring her home a little later?” Tyler’s head was aching so badly. If he
brought his wife home right now… the next few days would be hellish
for him.
“No!” Conrad tapped on his shoulder and pitied him. “My condolence to you, Mr. Lane.”
Seeing that Tyler was unwilling to comply, Conrad forcefully pushed him into the villa. After guarding at the door for
a few minutes, to block Tyler from fleeing, Conrad walked through the door slowly.
“What? Why do you want me to go home right now? Fia invited us to stay for dinner.” Mary was getting cross again.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“We could come next time. I want to taste your cooking today. Please come home… Pretty please?” Tyler did his
best to mollify Mary and get her up from her seat.
Then, he turned to Sharon and made a face at her. “Come on, let’s go home!”
“Your daughter can stay. Fia could use her company,” Conrad interrupted him. Mary was getting moody so he was
hoping to reduce her influence on their daughter.
“Yeah, I’m staying,” Sharon said in a soft voice. She could not be happier to stay because she did not want to watch
her mom treat dad like a punching bag. Watching them like that was so, so boring!
Tyler struggled to pull Mary to the door with him. “What?! What are you staying here for? Come on, Sharon. Let’s
go home. We should not disturb Uncle Conrad and Aunt Fia.”
He needed an ally at home. Or else, pacifying Mary would be an uphill battle for him.
“No, thank you. I’m staying,” Sharon insisted.
Fia hugged the girl gently and said to Tyler, “It’s okay. You two go home first. I’ll send her home later.”
“Fine. Let’s go home, honey! I. Will. Cook. Something. Special. For. You.” Mary grabbed Tyler’s hand, sinking her
nails into his skin. She could not wait to give him a piece of her mind!
Tyler yelped painfully. However, in the next second, he put on a silly grin after seeing his wife’s fuming face.
And that was how Mr. and Mrs. Lane left the house.
Sharon glanced at the front door in disgust. “Aunt Fia, Uncle Conrad, don’t you think Mom and Dad look so childish
when they fight? It’s like they are still at kindergarten age.”
Conrad raised an eyebrow, not saying a word. Fia, on the other hand, nodded. “Why, yes. They do look a little
childish.”
“My dad is like that little fat boy in school. He’s a little slow in the physical department. Always got his arm pinched
by a little girl,” Sharon said with a straight face.
Fia asked, “Were you that little girl?”
Sharon smiled awkwardly. “Hehe, no. That wasn’t me. I’m so adorable and thoughtful.” Then, she formed a heart
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmshape with her hands and blinked her eyes adorably at Fia.
Seeing this, Fia nodded even though she did not believe the little girl’s denial.
It was midnight when Peter arrived home. When he saw his little sister’s room still lit, he walked toward it curiously.
Then, he saw Sally busy packing up stuff into her luggage.
“Sally, why aren’t you sleeping at this hour? And why are you packing?”
“Brother, you’re home.” Sally stood up straight with her hands on the waist. She panted lightly and said, “I’m
waiting for you.”
“Waiting for me? For what?” Peter felt uneasy all a sudden. He was worried that she would ask some difficult
questions again.
Sally smiled and came clean with him. “I have a patient. She is pregnant yet she has a lump in her breast. I am
planning to visit an expert massage therapist to learn some medical methods via massaging so I could help her
overcome her predicament.”
Peter’s face turned cold as he heard this, “And this patient is Fia Lawson, am I right?