Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

Chapter 449

“I’m your mother!” Beryl held her chest. “Are you really going to bully me for the sake of that accursed Mrs. Taylor?!”

“Me? Bullying you?” Conrad felt a headache coming on. “Have you forgotten what you’ve done? You pushed Mrs. Taylor down the stairs and she is stül laying in the hospital now!”

The rim of his eyes were a little red. “Mom, since young, you have only been my mother in name. Mrs. Taylor has taken care of me a lot more than you ever have!”

Mrs. Taylor was like half a mother to him.

“She’s just a nanny at home. Taking care of you is only to be expected!” Beryl’s expression was hideous.” I’m your mother!”

“Then what about Fia’s mother? Have you ever felt guilty for all the things you’ve done to her?”

Conrad’s expression was gloomy. He was too disappointed in his biological mother.

“What should I feel guilty about? She was already severely ill and was about to die soon anyway!” Beryl had a determined look on her face, as if all these people had wronged her.

Conrad did not wish to engage with her nonsense and dialed for the butler at the family residence.

“Mr. Whitaker, I’ll dispatch someone to send her back to the family residence. If you all let her out to cause trouble again, all of you can leave!”

The person on the other end of the line immediately agreed continuously. They had let her leave because she had made so much noise and caused trouble.

what, she was still the biological mother of Master Maxwell and that it wouldn’t be a

and Master Maxwell still gave them their salary as usual. The servants at the family residence had double the amount of an ordinary person and

the true master

I’m your mother. How dare you keep me under

were not my mother, you would be in jail

Beryl was living similarly to being under house arrest at the family residence, it was a little different. She did not need

even allowed her to invite people over to the family residence to talk to her, have tea, and play

already extremely

taken away by the bodyguards, shouting

is no need to pity her!” With that, he went

“Fia, you’re up?”

walked into the master bedroom and saw Fia standing by the window, barefoot. The curtains were open and

Fia touched the window sill, her expression

“…Fia.”

that her emotions were off, he recalled the conversation he had with

over to her and then

floor is

faster this way.” She pushed his hand aside and said

you back