Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

Chapter 1178

“Can you tell me where you learned to bandage like that?” Conrad asked earnestly. He genuinely wanted to know more about this mysterious lady.

Fia, getting more cautious, raised an eyebrow in disgust. “It’s none of your business.”

Two seconds of awkward silence later, Conrad continued probing. “I… I just want to know more about you. I want to…”

“I miss the part where that’s my problem,” Fia interrupted him coldly.

Hearing their mother’s cold words, Adrian and Irene directed their sympathizing gazes at Conrad. It was so weird! Their mother was always so nice and gentle. Yet, when this man showed up, she would turn into this cold, heartless monster!

“I think it’s time you leave, Mr. Maxwell.” Fia did not want to keep him around any longer. The more she looked at him the more anxious she became. It had been so long since she last felt this anxious.

She hated the fact that her emotions could be so easily stirred by him! Not only that, he had lost his memories and did not recognize her too!

“But Mommy… Uncle’s hand is hurt. And his driver has left.” Adrian said, “Can we let him rest here for just a while, please?”

Fia looked at her son dejectedly. “Adrian, are you my son or his son?”

“Yours,” Adrian lowered his head and dared not plead for Conrad anymore.

Sensing that Fia’s patience was at its limit, Conrad knew that he should not push his luck further.

you can go home first. You can come again when Mommy’s

carried Irene in her arms, pressing her face to her chest and not

not even allow the kids to look at him now. What did she think he was? A big, bad wolf that would gobble up her

it’s time for you to leave, Mr.

at his aching hand. He sensed an intense pain stinging both

don’t feel so good.”

the energy in his legs

kneeled down helplessly.

What’re you doing?!”

bad feeling about it when she saw him falling to his knees like this. As though proving that her hunch was right, nerves on Conrad’s forehead swelled up as though they

“Hey…! What’s wrong?!”

head with his hands, many disjointed images

a pretty girl hurry out of their house to welcome

“Conrad! You’re home!”

tired

took his briefcase from his hands and helped him out of his black coat, all while locking her beautiful, starry eyes on him

“Who is she?!”

headache, Conrad began to hit his

Adrian and ordered, “Bring your sister to the

would seem that Conrad was finally losing it. She must protect her children!

want a divorce….please?” The girl looked at