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"Aren't you listening to me, Lia? Didn't I tell you there would be no wedding while it's not safe? Are you pretending to forget or were you deaf from the start, huh?"

Being yelled at in such a way made Camellia's independent face turn deathly pale in an instant. She blinked quickly and shook her head, not understanding her mum's remark about the condition not being safe.

"You were saying before my condition improves, weren't you? I think that's a good idea even if I haven't fully recovered, mum. I can party safely and comfortably, and I can also sit back and relax with beanbags that can be provided in each corner so that I can—"

Camellia hadn't finished her sentence when suddenly Jill threw a nearby pitcher that shattered into hundreds of pieces of glass. Not only was she shocked to death, Camellia's knees buckled so much that she fell to the floor in fear.

"Can't you stop thinking about marriage? What's in your head right now but wedding plans th
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