Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

Chapter 543
“I want to wash my hands.”
The moment they arrived home, Fia spoke up coldly.
Sitting in the car, she smelled the peach blossom fragrance on her hands and felt inexplicably nauseous.
Conrad held her hand and took a look. “What’s wrong with your hands?”
“I want to wash my hands!” Her voice was a little shrill as she pushed his hand aside and started moving forward.
Conrad frowned, taking a step forward and holding her up by the
waist.
“Alright, let me support you.”
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In the washroom, Fia did not just wash her hands. She even took a
bath.
She soaked herself in the bathtub and made Conrad add a lot of sea
salt scent to her bubble bath.
She wanted to cover up the peach blossom fragrance lingering in her

nostrils.
“Fia, you should get out now.”
Conrad returned to the bathroom from the study. An hour had already passed and she still did not plan to get out.
“Do you smell it?” Fia spoke faintly.
Conrad subconsciously sniffed about. “What?”
“Peach blossom fragrance.” Her smile was a little tired. “Do you smell
it?”
“No.”
“Then do you know? My cousin really liked a particular peach blossom fragrance hand moisturizer a lot. She used that brand for many years.”
Conrad frowned and did not speak.
Fia was caught up in her memories and said, “Her bathroom essentials, her skincare products, her fragrances and mists were all of other fragrance. Only her hand moisturizer had a peach blossom scent.”
“Fia, she’s dead.”
He did not wish to think of anything that had something to do with that person.
He even wanted it less for it to come from her mouth.
The moment she spoke, it was as if he had never changed, and that he was still hurting her because of that woman.
To him, it was a kind of torture.
“Yes, indeed. She’s dead.” Fia stirred up the water in the bathtub. ” Why is it that a dead person still appears in my mind from time to time?
“Why is it that whenever my heart is calm and without worries, she would suddenly pop up?”
Conrad gritted his teeth, picked up the towel, and went to pick Fia up.
Her body was wet and it made his shirt wet as well.
He did not mind. Picking her up and putting her onto a chair by the
side, he used the towel to gently help her wipe off the water on her body and helped her put on pajamas.
Seeing the faint sorrow on her face, he felt a little heartache.
“Did Sally say something to you?”
Fia shook her head. She felt that he was not s*upid but was pretending.
Before she returned, her hands were covered in the scent of the peach