Stop It, She’s Remarrying!

Chapter 222

Stop It, She’s Remarrying! By Stellar Strands Chapter 222

The person on the other end was silent for two seconds. “Ms. Manning offered 300 thousand.”

“Give me an account number. I’ll transfer 150 thousand first. Once it’s done, I’ll transfer the remaining 450

thousand.”

After she hung up, Fia could feel her limbs go cold as she felt nervousness overtake her.

She had never spoken with those people, but she really couldn’t let go of what Esme wanted to do to her.

She must reveal the true face of his childhood love to him!

Inside the general surgeon’s office.

“Conrad!” Esme grabbed Conrad’s arm, her face filled with fear.

Conrad gave the doctor that was bandaging her a look and said, “I can’t help with anything here. The doctor will deal with your injuries.”

Esme grabbed his arm and refused to let go.

Conrad pulled his arm out of her grasp and the impatience in his eyes became apparent.

“I won’t repeat myself and there’s nothing else to say. Goodbye.”

He turned around and walked out, worried that Fia would let her mind wander too far in the ward.

Esme looked at him leaving and her hatred toward Fia grew even more. Without her, Conrad and she would be able to return to how they were before!

No, their bond would become even stronger than before!

He would marry her, and she would have his child. Then, their child would become the successor to the Maxwell Corporation!

“I’m done,” the doctor said, breaking her line of thought. “The wound isn’t that bad. Just make sure to

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“What kind of a doctor are you?!” Esme yelled at him harshly and immediately tore the bandage on her forehead. “Why don’t you use gauze? Wrap it in heavy gauze!”

The doctor looked at her in shock. “Your wound is small. There’s no need for that.”

“Small? It’s bleeding. Bleeding!” Esme glared at the doctor angrily.

The doctor gave her a helpless smile and said, “Fine. I’ll use gauze.”

However, Esme was not happy with just one piece of gauze. She wanted the doctor to wrap two layers of gauze around her head.

The doctor could only curse inside his mind.

Conrad came back to the ward and walked over to the hospital bed. Just as he wanted to touch Fia’s shoulder, she gave him a glare.

“Don’t touch me. How filthy!”

Conrad’s eyes looked at the gauze on her forehead and remembered how Esme’s wound, while bleeding, didn’t bleed a lot. Her wound was also quite small. At most, some skin was scraped.

He was getting suspicious. The wall was quite flat. Logically speaking, even if she were to ram into the wall, she would have a bump at most.

Then, he looked at Fia. He now knew just how serlous her injury was compared to Esme’s when she fell down the stairs.

“It’s my fault. I’ll wash my hands.”

He then turned around and walked into the washroom.

Fia frowned and didn’t say anything. Once he was done washing his hands and wanted to touch her, she moved away.

Her voice was still cold. “Your clothes are also filthy.”

He carried her. His clothes had her scent.

Conrad was confused for a moment before removing his clothes without saying another word.

Fia could hear some sounds but she was trying her best not to look at him. She wanted to ignore him.

A few seconds had passed when his seductive voice rang from behind her. “Is it alright now?”

She turned around, and she was stunned when she saw him.

In that instance, all she could see was his tan skin.

“Fia, I know that I’m wrong now. It’s okay for you to be angry at me, but you can’t hurt yourself.” Conrad’s voice was gentle and he moved her shoulder so that she could lie down flat and look at him properly.