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.”

tried to find some fun in the pain and said, “I

I’ll make them all for

feel her tears coming out. It was so, so

process was going to hurt

have a child with her, she was willing to face any

more “ifs”.

Fia out of the

Maxwell to come to pick

busy, so it’s best not

going to the hospital to accompany your

I visited her this morning I did say to her

She had

is just in front. It’ll take just a

that Fia wanted to have some time alone. She

the hospital building.

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

expectations had been shredded into

“Fia!”

she frowned. She didn’t want to see her. She didn’t

Esme hurried

too ashamed to see me? It’s good that you know what you did was wrong. Now, give Conrad back to me and I’ll be graceful enough to give you some extra money when

looked at Esme with her back straight and

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

“I knew it. You didn’t want the

her chin and said, “Did he tell

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

and sneered, “Your hand is for playing the

“Why did you do that to me, Fia? I already lost the ability to play the piano now that my hand’s ruined. Isn’t that bad enough

go of her hand, she immediately pinched

in Fia’s ears again, with

wind and held Esme in his

looking at Esme, concerned. All he could see was

“How’s your hand?”

My hand… It’s

expression of wanting to say something but couldn’t out of the kindness

Esme’s right hand and

her yesterday, but you