Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad)

Stop It, She's Remarrying! By Stellar Strands Chapter 105

"What?!" Eileen looked at Fia in shock. "Why don't you use this chance to show what kind of a woman she is to Conrad?"

Fla laughed in a defeated tone.

From what I know about him, even if he knew what happened, he would simply suppress this. The reporters won't be able to publish those reports."

Eileen scowled as she couldn't argue against her point.

Fia then continued, "If that's the case, why should we waste our effort?"

Eileen then looked at Fia pitifully, "What should we do, then?"

Fia took a deep breath and said, "Leave this to me. All I want is to protect the child in my

womb. "

After Eileen took care of all the reporters, Fia went back to Esme's ward.

"Fia, I beg you. Don't tell him what happened or he'll be very disappointed in me." Esme begged her with a woeful look.

She kneeled on the bed and begged Fia with her hand clasped together.

"For old time's sake, alright?"

"Cousin..." Fia said in a cold tone. "There's nothing left between us anymore."

Esme was stunned. "Then... Then what must I do so you won't tell Conrad?"

"Don't harm my child," Fia said.

Esme frowned as she suppressed the agitation in her.

She had successfully bribed Victor's people and self-directed a drama where she was assaulted.

She even told them to find a chance to attack Fia and make her lose her baby.

"If you can't do it, it's fine. I won't force you. But all those audio and pictures that the reporters took are in my hands. All I need to do is to give them to Conrad."

"No!" Esme said nervously. "Fine, I'll pretend that I don't know about your pregnancy."

She clenched her teeth and said, "But you know that the person that Conrad loves is me. Even if he knew you're pregnant, he won't love you!"

"It doesn't matter to me who he loves anymore. The child belongs to me alone."

There was genuine shock in Esme's eyes. "You... Really didn't want to tell him about the pregnancy?"

If that was truly the case, then there was no need for her to be so worried.

She was worried that Fia was lying to her, and that was why she wanted to find a chance for her to lose the child.

Fia smiled. "As long as my child is safe, I won't show him anything that I have. But if something happens, I will show Conrad who you really are."

She paused.

"You're a smart woman. You know why Conrad loves you so much, right?

"All those years ago, I was the one who dragged you over to help. Just because I went to get the adults, you used that chance to ruin me and make yourself look like a heroine.

"All these years, you're a brave and kind woman. If he realizes that you aren't as good as he thinks you are

He won't have it with that temper of his."

Fia analyzed it for her calmly. "Not to mention that there are plenty of women eyeing him in Gryphon. If you plummeted, there are plenty of young, beautiful, and kind women eager to replace you." After finishing what she wanted to say, Fia turned and walked away from the ward.

Originally, she was admitted because of her allergy. Since she had mostly recovered, she didn't want to stay in the hospital anymore. She got discharged after informing Jason.

When Mrs. Taylor saw her, she quickly went up to her to show concern.

"You're back so soon? I was going to deliver you a meal at the hospital."

Fia smiled at her and took the container from her hand. She then went to the living room, sat down, and began eating.

Mrs. Taylor looked at her and carefully said, "Master Maxwell just called me."

"What did he say?" she asked, taken slightly by surprise.

"He told me not to buy any mangoes anymore. Saying that he won't be eating them anymore."

Fia tightened the fork in her hand..

"He loves mangoes. Why would he suddenly stop?"

"How can you be so slow, madam? It's all for you!"

Mrs. Taylor was desperately hoping that she could forget about what happened yesterday.

"Please don't get angry with him anymore. I believe that he had no choice, and that's why he didn't send you to the hospital."

"Mrs. Taylor..." Fia looked at her helplessly. "Is it tiring to look at us?"

Mrs. Taylor lowered her head and stood there stiffly.