Chapter 89 Prosthetic

"Rest assured, I won't try to talk you out of it like your parents did. Can you tell me about that guy named Charles? How did you meet him?"

Margaret didn't want to talk at first, but she couldn't hold back any longer and ended up spilling everything about how she met Charles.

The girl's face alternated between joy and sadness as she spoke, completely oblivious to the coldness in Anna's black pupils beside her.

After a while, Margaret finally stopped talking. Smiling at Anna beside her, she said, "Anna, thank you for listening. Talking to you made me feel a lot better. By the way, have you found your missing husband yet?"

Anna, with a saddened look, turned away. "It's been so long, and he hasn't returned. I guess he's not coming back. Sigh..."

Seeing Anna's sorrowful demeanor, Margaret quickly supported her by the shoulders, apologetically saying, "I'm sorry for bringing up your grief."