Dr. Dawson sat beside the bed looking at him. She couldn't help but whine, "Marc, you know damn well the condition of your stomach. Why the hell do you keep hurting yourself?"
Marcus closed his eyes, gently rubbing his forehead, "She likes to eat. I don't want to bring her down."
Dr. Dawson said, "Cornelia is not an unreasonable woman. If you explain to her, she will understand."
Marcus smirked, "You think I should tell her that I can't eat anything with her? Or, should I ask her to change her eating habits to suit me?"
Dr. Dawson said, "She's your wife. It's not too much to ask."
Marcus said, "Why should a wife always accommodate her husband? I married her, but I've never given her anything. Why should I ask her to change for me? I want to take care of her, give her a comfortable life, not make her accommodate me in everything. I don't want her to change her habits just because her husband is Marcus, I don't want her to think life with me is boring and oppressive."
"Marc, even though you carry your father's blood. You're nothing like him." Dr. Dawson said, only then realizing he had put his foot in his mouth, "Marc, I'm sorry! I shouldn't have mentioned that man."
Marcus's face darkened, "Get out!"
Dr. Dawson opened her mouth, wanting to say something. But in the end, she didn’t utter a word, just quietly left the room.
That man was Marcus's taboo. He refused to let anyone mention him. She had worked for Marcus for many years and had always kept this taboo in mind. How could she have slipped?
Stepping outside, Dr. Dawson gave herself a slap. The sound was so loud it woke up the sleeping Cornelia.
Cornelia rubbed her eyes, "Dr. Dawson, what's wrong?"
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