Stop It, She’s Remarrying!

Chapter 1199

Fia swept a glance at the darkness nearby. It was half past eight and there were few people around.

However, to a certain artiste, it was still not safe enough.

She suppressed the helplessness she felt internally and turned around.

“Is anything the matter?”

Wearing a mask and a cap, Eileen was dressed in all black as she hurried to Fia.

“I’m Eileen.”

“Is anything the matter?” Fia asked coolly.

Eileen stared at Fia and her gaze trembled. “Are you really unable to agree to my request?”

“What request?” Fia acted as if she had forgotten that she had once come to seek her out.

Eileen said, “Conrad has moved into Aurora Residences, and is living above you.”

Fia replied, “So?”

Eileen continued, “I just saw Annie leaving, not too tidily.”

Fia sighed. “So?”

Eileen walked to Fia and made a request sincerely. “Why does Conrad have amnesia and is able to find a woman to pass his days well? I also find Annie’s actions distasteful. She and that monster of a mom of Conrad’s worked together to cheat people! A bunch of scum!”

“Ms. Reid.” Fia’s tone was faint. “You asking me to intentionally approach Mr. Maxwell, isn’t that also cheating people? Is that not being scum?”

Eileen froze.

Fia said, “Don’t be a pot calling the kettle black, please? Your career is at its peak, so just focus on earning money and pass your days well. Don’t think about stuff you shouldn’t be thinking about.”

Eileen replied, “I feel it’s so unfair for my best friend. She liked Conrad for many years and I reckon even Conrad doesn’t even know. Why…”

“Your best friend is dead while you are alive. You really don’t have to torture yourself for a dead person!” Fia’s tone couldn’t help turning solemn.

“You wouldn’t understand.” Eileen lowered her head. “Losing her was equivalent to losing half of my life. Every day, besides work, I don’t know what to do.”

Fia smelled the liquor on her. “Ms. Reid, you’re drunk. Call your assistant to come pick you up.”

After she finished her words, she turned around and wanted to leave.

Eileen grabbed Fla’s sleeve. “Just treat it as I’m begging you, alright?”

Fia quietly clenched her fist. She did not want to help Eileen with this kind of a request at all.

She did not want to get close to Conrad at all. She just wanted to spend the rest of her life with her two children peacefully.

“I can give you all my money. I can also be a tool for you to earn money in the future. As long as you help me make Conrad suffer, wishing he were dead, that’s enough.” Eileen grabbed Fla’s shirt tightly. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

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In order to dispel Eileen’s foolish thinking pattern, she said, “Ms. Reid, Mr. Maxwell has been poisoned. Who knows when he’ll die.”

“He’s poisoned?” Eileen perked up. “Is it serious? Will he really die?”

Fia wanted to say yes. Conrad’s life and death had nothing to do with her. It was fine to just curse him. However, thinking of Adrian and Irene, and that he was after all, their father, she couldn’t quite bear to. “It’s serious. The method to eradicate it from the root has not been found.” Fia paused. “I think, without you having to make a move, there is already someone who wants his life.”

“Haha, it must be his mother!” Eileen started laughing. “I knew that old witch wasn’t anything good. Why would she possibly treat Conrad so well all of a sudden?!”

Fia thought of Beryl’s attitude. However, no matter how ruthless a tiger was, it wouldn’t eat its cubs. Could Beryl be so ruthless to such a point?

That she would poison her own son?

“I won’t let him die so easily! He must recall everything before he dies!” Eileen thought about how Conrad was miserable like a bereaved dog. Who knows, maybe regaining his memories would give him a blow!

“Thank you, Ms. Sia. I know where to hit now!”

Seeing Eileen run into the distance, Fia touched her sleeve which was just grabbed and sighed helplessly.

“Eileen, you should not waste your beautiful life away for me.”

In the dark of the night.

Conrad awoke in pain. That kind of deep bone piercing pain drenched him in sweat.

He leaned against the wall to go into the washroom to take a shower. The hot water made his body hurt even more and he turned it to cold water.

Taking a shower with cold water on a winter’s night, the biting cold and the pain in his body wrestling, gave him a bit of respite.