Chapter 6

“And the clothes in the closet… Burn them all! My cousin is quite prideful. She’ll get angry if she sees them.

“Right, and all the jewelry that you gave me is all in the box inside the closet.”

She took out the box and then opened it for Conrad to see.

“Everything you gave me during the past three years is here. Esme wouldn’t wear anything that someone else had worn before, so ask Silas to sell it. Or give it to the household’s servants. Either way, do with them as you will.”

She said a lot, arranging everything well.

Conrad was feeling stuffy. He took out a cigarette, but when he remembered that she didn’t like him smoking, he put it back into the box and put the box away.

“Are you saying you want to erase every single trace of you here?”

Fia let out a cynical smile. “Why not?”

He never wanted her in the first place. He wanted her gone.

Conrad then said, “Your mother isn’t doing well. If she knew we’re divorcing, she would…”

“That’s why I hope you can keep this a secret for now. Don’t tell her anything,” Fia said tearfully. “And my cousin and her family… I hope you can control them and stop them from saying anything to my mom.”

Conrod tightened his grip on the box in his pocket.

“I’m busy every day and it’s impossible for me to keep tabs on them every second of the day. Now that your mother is sick, they’ll eventually ask to visit her.”

Fia’s brows locked together and asked worryingly, “What… can I do?

“With the condition she’s in, the one person that she can’t let go of is me. If she finds out that I’m divorced, she won’t be able to take it!” She screamed out as she could feel her mind crumbling.

Conrad stepped forward and pulled her into his arms.

“We’re not divorcing.”

Fia was stunned in his arms and then slowly raised her head to look at him, hope lighting up in her eyes.

“What did you say?”

emotions he was feeling inside and said, “We’ll talk about it once your mother’s condition has stabilized. Don’t worry about the cost of the treatment either. You’re my wife and I’m simply carrying out my

she held the entire time

when he heard

back most of her tears. She

Evans had seen her weakness, he could not accept that he would have to

calmed down, Conrad led her downstairs to have some

have much during dinner, so eat some more right now. Don’t push yourself. You still have to take care of your mom tomorrow

“Alright. Thanks.”

you encounter something like this again,

for a moment and then said, “I

hear the discontent in her tone. “Sorry. I was helping her with the medicine so I

“Okay.”

her

divorce now, what will you tell

said, “I’ll discuss this with Esme.

“Sure.”

“Let’s eat.”

stairs back to the second floor. Fia prepared fresh clothes for him as

gone to his studies to settle some

all clothes that she had worn when she married

for now, she didn’t take them out

by the bed with a blank expression on her face, and her hair was still wet from her shower.

bathroom and grabbed a towel. He dried her hair using the towel before blowing it dry with

she felt that she had never been so fortunate,

all she could feel was

her. When he could be together with his childhood friend, how good would

you

together with your childhood friend, you would

“Your hair’s dry. Sleep soon.

the subject. He didn’t know why

didn’t pursue the subject like a jealous wife would, since she had to

her and said, “I have a meeting early in the morning tomorrow. I’ll have Silas accompany you to the hospital so that

my mom might think something’s wrong. I’ll

you up from the

“Sure.”

had just left when Beryl Starling

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