บท 378: Down With An Illness

After the mother and son-in-law exchanged pleasantries with a cold tone, they sat down in awkward silence. Clara tried her best to make the environment lively but there was only so much that she could do when it was quite obvious that none of them appreciated the effort. So she shut up her mouth in no time and let everything be.

It was like sitting in a cold, quiet cemetery and while Marcel seemed to always have a message on his phone he had to reply while her mother was busy with the staff who had one or two questions about the arrangement, Clara was left all alone. 

The girl placed her hands on her lap nervously and then intertwined them together to stay strong. This was not the dinner she envisioned nor the way she wanted it to be. It seems that everything she envisioned never seems to happen whenever Marcel was around.