Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

Chapter 508

Conrad had his eyes on her, worried that she would fall. His hands. were only several centimeters away from her back at all times.

Since she was walking slowly, he also followed her slowly. Going downstairs would normally take less than a minute or two, but she

took about ten minutes.

Once she had descended the last step, Fia heaved out a sigh of relief.

“With a walking stick, I can walk much further on my own in the future,” she said softly.

Mrs. Whitley looked at the husband and wife with a frown. She felt something wasn’t right with the two of them.

After receiving a glance from Conrad, she took a step forward and held Fia’s hand, and took away the walking stick in her hand.

“I’ll help you into the dining room, Madam.”

“Thanks, Mrs. Whitley,” Fia said as she felt the affection from Mrs. Whitley. She was beginning to miss Mrs. Taylor.

It would have been good if she could have a child soon.

She can have Mrs. Whitley and Mrs. Taylor stay in this house to help with the cooking and caring for the baby.

Both of them were very patient and that would be good for the child’s growth. They could replace the child’s missing grandmother.

Conrad silently prepared her food for her when they were at the dining table.

could still eat

she was

nervous.

she became more capable, she could do a lot of things

she couldn’t see.

him one

Fia looked to the side when

her eyes and a wicked

at that moment.

blind. She could never leave his side

soon as the thought appeared, he quickly

had sworn that he would

picked up a fork and lightly picked up the food on his

is

the two sets of documents in front of Esme.

and her expression quickly changed after

them.

the chair’s armrest, supporting his arm which held

had already recovered from the inflammation. She looked exactly the same

own product. But when he saw the hatred on her face, he asked, “Do you want to go back to the

her head and looked at Peter, asking him

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but you have to be obedient and listen to my orders,” he said as he straightened his back, his hand tapping on his

adjusted once every half a year. If you expose yourself, not even

lips, “I’m worried that the Thomas family will