Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband
Chapter 1578: Do You Want to Think About It Again?

Chapter 1578: Chapter 1578: Do You Want to Think About It Again?

Fenton Stuart sat on the sofa, his eyelids perpetually lowered.

"No, it’s just that I simply want to further my studies. Dad was right—managing such a large family business, going abroad would be of great help to me."

Fenton’s reasoning was forced, even Emily Walker could tell.

What is wrong with this son after all?

Nearby, Isaac Stuart looked at him, with a slight furrow in his brow.

What exactly happened between him and Belinda Howard? Why had he suddenly decided to leave for abroad?

Does he even realize that once he leaves, it’ll be three years? And during these three years, has he even thought about what Belinda will do?

"If you go abroad, what will Belinda do?" Isaac Stuart blurted out while staring at him.

Hearing him blurt out the name, Fenton Stuart suddenly lifted his eyes to look at his younger brother in front of him.

If he left, what would Belinda do?

Nowadays, did his going or staying even have anything to do with her anymore?

Hearing the dialogue between the two brothers, Emily Walker, who was nearby, was utterly confused.

She turned her head, looking at Second Brother Isaac Stuart with a puzzled expression. "Belinda? What does your big brother going abroad have to do with Belinda?"

What kind of talk was this about him going abroad, and then Belinda’s situation? Why did this statement sound so strange?

Emily Walker furrowed her brow, intending to think further.

At this moment, fearing Mother might sense something, Amelia Stuart immediately spoke with a smile to explain, "Oh, Mommy! The four of us grew up together, didn’t we? If Big Brother goes abroad, of course we’d all feel reluctant. Belinda would definitely feel reluctant too if she found out!"

Everyone was well aware—since childhood, Fenton Stuart and Belinda Howard had always been close and very attached. Now, hearing her daughter put it this way, Emily Walker seemed to understand.

Indeed, not to mention herself as a mother, even Belinda probably couldn’t bear it if he left for three years.

"Fenton, why don’t you reconsider? If you really go abroad, three years is a long time. Mommy will miss you terribly..."

"I’ve already made my decision and discussed it with Dad. He fully supports me going abroad." Fenton Stuart stood up, cutting off his mother’s words, then turned and walked toward the second floor.

Watching her son’s retreating figure as he went upstairs, Emily Walker knew this decision to go abroad was already set in stone—no one could change it. Fenton’s personality was so much like his father’s—once something was decided, it was nearly impossible to change.

Thinking about her son being away for three years made her feel inexplicably uneasy.

Emily Walker turned her head to look at Second Brother and the Youngest Brother. "You two better not go abroad and leave your mom all alone at home!"

Upon hearing this, Second Brother and Youngest Brother exchanged a knowing smile.

"Don’t worry, I definitely won’t go abroad!" Amelia Stuart leaned over affectionately, wrapping her arm around Emily Walker’s, like a child seeking attention. "Besides, how would you be alone at home? Isn’t Daddy still here?"

"Exactly, Father Benjamin might even wish we’d all go abroad as a group so we wouldn’t disturb you two!" Isaac Stuart couldn’t help but tease.

"That’s absolutely not allowed!" Emily Walker immediately protested. If her children all left her side, she’d feel empty and lost inside.

Isaac Stuart’s gaze subconsciously glanced towards the second-floor direction.

He wanted to know what had truly happened between Big Brother and Belinda.

Did Big Brother even realize what Belinda would feel if he really left? What she would think?

Three years—what would change in that time? Nobody could know for certain.

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The next day

Early morning, Belinda Howard stood in the garden practicing the piano as usual.

Tomorrow was the final competition, but her condition hadn’t been great in these past few days—images constantly filled her mind that distracted her practice.