Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

Stop It, She’s Remarrying! By Stellar Strands Chapter 227

Conrad let out a cold smile. “That’s because he doesn’t have the time. He has plenty to do since he started his own business, not to mention that he wants to keep his celebrities in line.

“Right, he had to sleep with all those girls from his company too. He’s very busy!”

Fia’s eyebrows almost locked together. “You shouldn’t say something like that without evidence.”

“Isn’t Ms. Reid one of them?”

“She’s the only one. He never had any scandals with his other celebrities.”

Conrad looked at her and his tone became heavier. “I suddenly realized that all men are good in your eyes. Except me.”

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“Fia, it’s not good to be so unfair. I’m your husband. You should be taking my side instead.”

“I just don’t want Eileen to be in such a bad position. Just Sapphire alone was enough to make her suffer.”

he didn’t touch any of the other celebrities. However, many others wanted to offer themselves up to him on a silver platter. He has too. many resources in hand, so he’ll inadvertently attract

smirked. “You’re jealous

him? Impossible,” Conrad said in disdain.

should he be jealous of you?” Fia asked

If he continues like this, his sperm quality will only go downhill as he gets older and it’ll be

the one with the sharp tongue, Conrad?” Fia blushed when she heard about it. Perhaps, only he would curse

world, karma exists. We’ll all receive our just rewards and punishment,” Conrad said and reminded her. “He shouldn’t have forced Ms. Reid to abort that

Conrad in shock. “How

“Is it very difficult?”

well. While the two of them looked like they rarely crossed each other’s paths,

enemy as

these two decided to go all out in a fight in the future, would her friendship with

was getting a headache just thinking about it. Their men affected so much in their lives, and even their

serious. “Ms. Reid should

should be letting Eileen go. He’s going to marry soon. He wouldn’t do anything that would hurt

let her

doorbell rang. Eileen, who was half–drunk, opened the door while mumbling, “Fiiiaaa, did you become forgetful after