"Can I not push him? Christian's son is already a hundred days old, and what about him? He goes through girlfriends like a hot knife through butter, but none of them stick," Mrs. Ziegler complained, her frustration with her son evident. "Neither of you siblings give me peace of mind."

Upon hearing this, Phoebe quickly pleaded for mercy, "It's late, and I have a meeting early tomorrow. We should head back."

Phoebe disrupted Mrs. Ziegler's melancholy mood. She collected herself and went out to see them off. Standing at the door, she said to Theodore, "Theodore, Phoebe is stubborn. Please be patient with her and don't take her too seriously." "Mom, please go back inside," Phoebe couldn't help but urge her.@@novelbin@@

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