Stop It, She’s Remarrying!

Chapter 46

Stop It, She’s Remarrying! By Stellar Strands Chapter 46

Esme struggled for a few more seconds before picking up another piece with a fork and then putting it into her mouth. At the next second, she could not help but grab at her chest in pain.

She spat out the pork chop and said, “I’m… I’m really not feeling that comfortable. I really can’t eat any more of this.”

“Fine. Don’t come to me for the time being.” Conrad stood up and walked out of the door. He didn’t care how Esme was pleading with him. He simply called the Manning household’s driver over and had him take her away.

“Conrad! I couldn’t sleep the entire night because I was thinking of you! Why are you so cruel to me?!” Esme grabbed Conrad’s arm when the driver pushed the wheelchair by him on the way out.

Conrad suddenly remembered how Fia had been looking at him lately. The looks she gave him were filled with disdain. He looked at the crying woman before he felt himself gasping for air. He pulled his arm away and roared at the driver. “Take her back!”

Esme instantly became quiet. She knew he was being stubborn again and she didn’t dare to badger him about it anymore.

It was the same back when they were still in school. Once he got angry and she continued to dog him about the same thing over and over, the two of them would get into a Fight. Every time, she would be the one that lowered her pride first.

To be honest, the one thing that she hated about him the most was his pride. However, everything he had made her desire him, and that was why she was willing to forgo her pride instead.

“I’m sorry, Conrad. For making you upset. I won’t bother you for the time being.”

Conrad glanced at her and said nothing.

When the driver left with Esme, Conrad drove to the hospital.

In the ward.

Echo looked even more haggard and worn. She had requested to stay in the same ward as her mother.

Fia sat in between the two beds and listened to her grandma’s explanation.

“So, remember what I told you, Fia. If you don’t have to, don’t divorce. If he wants a divorce, you have to take that project from him!”

“I want nothing to do with the project, Grandma. Let’s just give it to my uncles.”

“It’s not suitable for them. Only you’re suitable to hold the project!” Thea said in a non–negotiable tone. I’ve already spoken with your three uncles and they all agreed to give you that project. If the boy doesn’t want to, they’ll employ lawyers on your behalf.”

“Lawyers, huh?” Fia lowered her head. She didn’t want to reach that stage with Conrad.

“Fia, listen to your grandma.” Echo coughed. “There’s nothing I can do in my life, and I’m getting less and less capable as the days pass. Your grandma will arrange everything for you.”

Fia quickly stood up and walked over before rubbing her mother’s chest.

“Don’t think too much, Mom. Medical science nowadays is very advanced. We’ll find a way.

Thea turned around and looked away as her tears flowed down her cheeks uncontrollably.

She had almost passed away last night, and it was thanks to the specialist that her sons invited that stabilized her condition. She immediately asked the specialist to look at her daughter. However, there

was nothing he could do. All he could do was to lessen her pain every day.

Fia walked out of the ward and saw Conrad, who had his back against the wall in the corridor. She looked at him warily.

“What are you doing?” Conrad wanted to laugh. “Treating me like some common thief?”

“What’s the difference between you and a robber?”

“My attitude toward the project remains the same. My grandfather partnered up with your grandmother and made the project a success. The Maxwell household owns half of it.”

Fia’s eyes became even colder. “Have you ever thought about the reason? Why would your grandfather give the project to my grandma in his will?”

“Why do you think so?” Conrad had his suspicions, but he wanted to hear her answer.

“That’s because he didn’t believe that he owned the project anymore.”

Conrad let out a chuckle. “Because it belongs to your grandmother? You’re part of the Lawson household, so of course you would speak from their perspective.” This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Fia felt a sharp pain in her chest. Ever since she married him, she treated herself as his wife. His family. Everything she did, she did for the Maxwells.

One sentence was all it took to bleed her heart.

“You’re part of the Lawson household, huh?”

“Is there any meaning for my love for him?

“He didn’t know about it and he doesn’t care about it, right?”