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Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

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Chapter 762

When Mrs. Hall was walking Sally out, she said, “Careful when you’re driving. When you’re dining with Britney, eat

something nutritious. Don’t eat anything spicy.”

“Got it, Mom. You can go back now,” Sally said with a smile as she waved at her and got back into the car.

Mrs. Hall was worried about her husband who was alone in the study and quickly went upstairs. She was mainly

worried about him not being able to find her if he needed anything.

Before she started her car, Sally took out her phone and scrolled through her contacts. She stopped at Jason’s

name.

Jason had just had a two-hour meeting and had just gone back to his office from the meeting room. He was just

about to turn off his phone as he looked at all the documents on his desk when Sally called.

“Hello, Sally.”

“Hey, Jason.”

The two of them laughed, their voices reaching one another through the phone.

“What is it?” Jason asked. He had even more work compared to when he was a doctor. Time was tight.

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“Did Fia tell you anything about Britney?”

“She did.”

“That Britney really isn’t Britney, that she’s…”

“That’s she’s Esme Manning,” Jason quickly cut her off.

Sally was stunned. “You believe her?”

“You’re in the office that day too. I believed Fia then,” Jason said softly.

Sally remembered how she didn’t believe Fia that day. She even believed that she was becoming mentally ill and

wanted to get a therapist to give her a look.

She was somewhat ashamed of what she did. “I mistreated her back then. She didn’t get angry at me, did she?”

“She understood the difference between right and wrong. She never blamed you for it,” Jason

said.

“Jason,” Sally called out his name. “I want to help her with her nodule, but stopped me from leaving to learn the

technique needed for it.”

Jason frowned. “Since when?”

my brother

“I just found out yesterday and they probably didn’t have the time to inform you just yet.” Sally smiled. “You’re a

man, so Conrad probably won’t tell you about it. Don’t worry about Fia’s illness this time. Leave it to me.”

“Your brother’s not allowing you to leave, right?”

“I’ll convince him.”

Jason paused. “Where are you right now?”

“In front of my home. I’m going to eat with Britney.”

“With Britney? Where?”

“What, you want to join us?”

Jason looked at the documents piling up on his table. “I can’t. Send me the address though.”

After hanging up, Sally couldn’t help but smile. “What a suspicious man. He’s asking me for the address despite

being unable to go. What is he up to?”

Although she was complaining, she still sent the address of the restaurant that Britney wanted to go to Jason.

“How long have you been waiting, Sally?”

“I just got here,” Sally said as she looked at Britney’s outfit. A pair of flats, a long dress, and a simple black blazer.

Simple and elegant.

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When Britney sat down, she asked, “Britney, I thought you like heels?”

“Huh? That’s in the past. I’ve changed,” Esme said with a smile. “Sally, the reason that I liked to wear heels is

because I’m not tall enough. Now that I’m taller, I don’t have to wear heels anymore.”

Sally nodded. “You did get taller after your trip overseas.’

Esme looked down and straightened her dress, a hint of annoyance in her eyes.

The real Britney was not as tall as her in the past. But she was younger and she grew taller very quickly. She ended

up about her height in the end.

“It’s been years, Sally. You still remember how tall I was?”

“Of course,” Sally said with a smile. “But you’re several years younger than me. And to me, feels like an older child

taking care of a small child, so I’ve always remembered you as short and small.”

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“Ha! You can really tell a joke, Sally.”

“I don’t like to joke that much,” Sally said as she looked at her. “I’m much more direct.” “Is that so? Peter isn’t that

direct though.”