Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

Chapter 885

Conrad’s lips curled without him saying a word.

He couldn’t be bothered to do anything. What Marcus did was quite to his liking.

“Conrad.” To Fia, the person she was watching wasn’t Esme. Without her memories, she wasn’t suspecting that Britney was Esme at all. Instead, she felt that the woman was pitiful.

“Can you please ask Mr. White to stop? It’s not so nice for a man to be so relentless toward at girl.”

“I’m not that bold to stop him,” Conrad said softly. “Mr. White was previously mentally ill himself. Stopping him would simply amplify his symptoms. If what I did caused him to revert to his previous state, wouldn’t that make me the one at fault?”

Fia looked at him in shock. But after that, she calmly nodded. “I see. If that’s the case, his sudden change is understandable.”

A mentally ill patient… Even if it was in the past, he would be quite tempestuous in nature compared to other normal people.

“That woman drove the car like a madwoman… It’s normal for her to suffer some punishment after causing an injury to his head,” Conrad said without even a hint of compassion.

Fia rubbed the bump on her head and thought about Marcus’ medical history, and then decided not to ask Conrad to stop the fight anymore.

“Can you move your foot?” Esme clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms.

carefully touching his injured

an injured man. I

raised her head and looked at Marcus. All she

humiliated.

“If

move your foot, why do you still have the strength

Esme. He then said in an annoying demeanor,” Since you’re so cheeky, why

she stood up. “What

bills in her hand. “I’ll leave the one under my

could there be a man

Marcus saw Esme was going back into her car, he lazily called

car. “You rammed into his car and scared the husband and wife. Shouldn’t

expect Fia to be

person! And Conrad didn’t even lift a finger when he was

inside!

treat

looked at Esme walking toward the driver’s seat, and then coldly

Mr. Maxwell!” Marcus smacked his palm lightly with the bills in his other hand. “How about