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.

Maxwell and that it wouldn’t be a

was left in the family residence 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 and could

your mother. How dare you keep me

Berryl coldly. “If you were not my

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

the family residence to talk to her, have tea, and play cards, on the condition that

already extremely

by the bodyguards, shouting

asked for it. There is no need to pity her!” With that, he

“Fia, you’re up?”

the window, barefoot.

window sill,

“…Fia.”

he recalled the

over to her and then hugged her from behind.

floor is cold.”

a big deal. The weather is hot. It’ll cool faster this way.” She pushed his hand aside and said a little helplessly, “I’m fine. I just

I’ll carry you back