Mrs. Ziegler took a deep breath, " You may seem strong now, but when the reality of the divorce sinks in, you'll be in tears." Phoebe remained silent.

Mrs. Ziegler continued earnestly, "Phoebe, let me tell you, once you've tasted delicacies, you won't be able to stomach plain food anymore. Theodore is your delicacy. "Your first husband is handsome and wealthy. If you divorce him, would you be able to settle for less?"

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Phoebe, however, was too drained to even muster a retort. She simply responded with a weary, "Mom."@@novelbin@@

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