Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

Chapter 3

“So you feel that you haven’t done anything wrong? Do you know why I hated you ever since we were kids? That’s because I knew that you liked Conrad for a long time! He’s mine! You have no right to steal him from me!” Esme said.

Fia’s face paled. She didn’t realize that Esme knew about it all along.

If she knew about it, why didn’t she say anything about it? Instead, she would always call her along when she had a date with Conrad.

Why would Esme do that?

Did she intentionally want to show how loving they could be so she could inflict pain on her?!

Even if she did have a crush on Conrad at the time, even if Esme was Conrad’s girlfriend at the time, she didn’t do anything to her!

She had to say something! She could not simply let her walk all over her!

“If you really love him, why did you leave three years ago?”

“Do you think that I’m someone like you? That all I care about is love and romance? I was at my career’s peak three years ago! I couldn’t simply marry myself off and have kids!”

As Esme continued, her tone got more and more agitated. “You’re so despicable for marrying Conrad when I was away, Fia! You used him to increase your status when you’re just a mere country girl! Everything from where you live to what you eat… They’re all supposed to be mine! Not only are you not grateful to me, but you also think you’re much better than me! It’s alright. Conrad will leave you. The person that he loves is still me!”

Fia was speechless. For the past three years, she did enjoy a life of luxury.

Conrad would buy her expensive clothes, handbags, and jewelry. Even when she refused, he would convince her using the excuse that she was Mrs. Maxwell already, and she couldn’t shame him by dressing shabbily.

She also had to always remind herself that she was Mrs. Maxwell. Wife of Conrad Maxwell. That was why she would dress up whenever she had to be in public… Because she didn’t want to bring him any shame.

She did her best to be a wife worthy of him, but in the end, it simply became something that Esme could use to attack her.

“You’re as useless as your sorry excuse of a mother, Fia Lawson! No wonder her man left her, and you ended up with no father!”

“Shut up! Don’t bring my mother into this!” Fia could feel her blood boil.

“I’m simply telling the truth that your mother had brought shame to the Lawson family name! All our uncles are getting headaches by just mentioning the names of you and your mother. Not only are you still with the household, you two even want to fight for the family inheritance! I wonder what Grandmother is thinking… And why didn’t she get rid of you two!”

“Shut up! My mother and I weren’t fighting for anything!”

Fia lost control after being accused once again and pushed Esme away.

give the house that was part of her bride token to your mother?! My mother and yours are both her daughters, so why did she show favoritism

“I…”

not say anything. She didn’t know anything about what happened

passed away a long time ago and

give your mother a healthy body since she’s being so shameless and she has to survive on medicine. She has to be almost dead

you dare

her mother as she grew up solely in

Fia completely lose her cool

“Ah!”

the corridor. Instantly, a bump formed on

“Ah, it hurts!”

out

someone could identify even that person’s footsteps. Fia heard the firm and anxious footsteps of a man running toward them. She looked at the source of the sound and saw Conrad

a stern voice as he glared at her. He then helped

“Are you alright, Esme?”

bit of pain on my forehead and

on Esme’s forehead and wrist and

left, Conrad glared at

as she chased Conrad and

and then explained, “It’s

did she say?” He

said that my mother had

that the truth?!” he

believe what she heard and simply let go

to the point that her mother thought that he was already

was glad

said was the truth. The coldness and sneering in his voice… All the softness and understanding in the

down

the woman’s eyes. He wanted to

is in a lot of pain too. I don’t think I can play anymore either.” Esme began to sob in

Conrad held her and patted her back soothingly, he

surgery? She’s a pianist! If her hand is injured, it’s a

as she looked at Esme’s limp right hand.

her to the doctor. You can go back

at herself as she looked at Conrad leaving together with his childhood friend. After

so-called happiness. All of it was just your own