Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

Chapter 7

“What was that supposed to mean? Are you trying to argue with me too?!” Beryl got up from her seat and stared at Mrs. Taylor.

Fia quickly stood up as well and said, “Don’t get mad. I’ll discuss this with Conrad and go get it done.”

With that, she turned around and took the bowl of medicine in Mrs. Taylor’s hand and drank it all in one go.

When Beryl saw that she was being obedient, she calmed down a bit.

“Don’t just drink medicine alone. If your body isn’t strong enough, you won’t be able to even protect your baby! I’ve also arranged for acupuncture. I’ll send the address over to you. Have Mrs. Taylor accompany you for the session.”

“Alright.” Fia acknowledged her words and didn’t dare talk back to her.

After Beryl left, Mrs. Taylor unwrapped a piece of candy and gave it to Fia.

“Madam, you should really tell Mr. Conrad about your situation.”

“She’s only doing this for our own good. She doesn’t have any bad intentions… She only wants us to have a baby soon.”

Mrs. Taylor frowned and then asked, “Then, the session in the afternoon?”

“Let’s go. If we don’t, she’s going to get cranky again. It’s not good for her to be so irate all the time.”

At a private clinic, Fia was in so much pain that she couldn’t help but tremble when the silver needle was poked into her flesh.

The doctor adjusted how deep the silver needle’s penetration was. He had seen plenty of women like her.

He then said in a cool tone, “Be patient. A lot of women went through the same thing. Everything will be fine once you have a child and your body is healed.”

“Okay,” Fia said as she gritted her teeth and sweat rolled down her forehead.

She was still trying to convince herself that she wasn’t doing this for the Maxwells, but for herself. She had to cure herself of infertility anyway.

Once she divorced Conrad, she would marry someone else. Eventually, she wanted to have a child too.

Mrs. Taylor looked on from beside her and helped wipe her sweat off with concern.

“If you don’t think about it, it won’t hurt so much. Think about what you want to eat tonight, madam. I’ll make them for you.”

fun in the pain and said, “I want braised pork loin and

them

feel her tears coming out. It was so,

that the artificial insemination process was

afraid. If Conrad was willing to have a child with her, she

But there were no more “ifs”. He was

helped Fia out of the clinic while Fia had

to come to pick

need. He’s busy, so it’s best

you still going to the hospital to accompany your mother then,

cheered herself on and said, “Of course. When I visited her this morning I did say to her that I’ll visit her

over.” Mrs. Taylor couldn’t say much about the situation as she was just an employee. She had only found out that

my mom’s at is just in front. It’ll take just a

see that Fia wanted to have some

building. Instead, she wandered into

third wedding anniversary between Conrad and her, but it seemed like he had

been shredded

“Fia!”

coming from behind, she frowned. She didn’t want

Esme hurried

wrong. Now,

her

you point your finger at us? It’s natural that he’s spending on me

Esme’s face quickly disappeared. “I knew it. You didn’t want the

curled as she raised her chin and said, “Did he tell you that he won’t divorce

the right to do that!” Esme stepped forward and threw her hand

“Your hand is for playing the piano,

she bent over. “Why did you do that to me, Fia? I already lost the

Fia let go of her hand, she

Fia’s ears again, with them running

wind and held Esme in his

looking at Esme,

“How’s your hand?”

It’s so painful…

wanting to say something but couldn’t out

carefully held Esme’s right hand and then looked at Fia

hurt her hand? You just hurt her yesterday, but