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Chapter 342
When their eyes met, Conrad could see the endurance in Fia’s eyes.
He suddenly remembered the day when he talked to her about the divorce after picking up Esme from the airport.
Everything that was happening now was a reversal of what happened then. Now, she was the one that couldn’t wait
for the divorce.
Was how he felt right now the feeling she had back then?
“No,” he thought to himself and rejected the idea.
When he asked for a divorce, she accepted it without a struggle. She even gave him her box of accessories and laid
out what was to be done with them.
She had even told him to renovate the master bedroom to not leave any trace of her so that Esme wouldn’t be
unhappy.
How was she able to be that calm?
“Fia, can’t we wait until you recover?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFia smiled bitterly. “Don’t you feel that it’s very ironic? Just how am I supposed to recover from staying here?”
Conrad frowned.
“I don’t want to stay here for my recovery. Even if you don’t feel anything, I do.” She said whatever it took to make
them both feel uncomfortable, wanting to force him to agree to the divorce.
However, he became even more firm. “You want to rest? Sure! Once you’re fully recovered. It takes forty- two days
for your recovery according to the doctor’s recommendation, so you’ll stay here for the full forty- two days! Not
one day less!”
Conrad stared at Fia firmly.
“I didn’t do anything wrong. Even if you’ve initiated the divorce, it takes time to process it. Why not rest here for a
while and I’ll set you free later?”
“Free?” Fia blinked as she felt how foolish the entire thing was.
“You’re the one that would be free, right?” Her words were scornful and her eyes cold.
Conrad choked as he said, “Who’s the one that wants freedom? Don’t pin this on me, Fia!”
“You’re crazy!” Fia argued back and left the dining room.
Conrad kicked away a chair and was about to give chase, but Mrs. Taylor stopped him.
“Master Maxwell, you’re going to start a fight with the madam again?”
“After you got drunk like that last night that she needed to pick you up in the middle of the night, have you thought
how difficult it was for her?”
When Conrad remembered how Victor set him up, he felt like giving him a good beating.
“Master Maxwell, if you really want to make the madam stay, you have to control your temper! Don’t be so
explosive all the time!”
Conrad listened to Mrs. Taylor’s advice and most of his anger dissipated.
He went upstairs and saw Fia was messing around with a piece of luggage Mrs. Taylor got from the other mansion.
“What are you doing?!” He walked over and grabbed her wrist.
“Let me go!”
“I can let you go, but put down your luggage first.”
Fia gritted her teeth. There were some documents in the luggage. She needed to take it with her if she wanted to
leave.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe two of them were at a standstill, but Fia felt that her wrist was almost broken.
“Are you trying to kill me?!”
She was really angry. When would he finally be able to actually control his temper?!
Conrad wanted to let go of her hand when he heard it, but he was afraid that she was going to make a run for it
and so he tightened his grip again. Then he let her go again. Obviously, he was at a loss.
For some reason, Fia couldn’t help but smile when she saw how he was acting like a child.
She quickly lowered her head, worried that he might catch her smiling.
However, Conrad was looking at her the whole time. How could he miss it?
“What are you smiling at?
“Fia, I’m being very serious here, but you’re smiling?” Conrad was being very sensitive. “Are you thinking of
someone? Is that why you smile?”
Fia was speechless and she slapped Conrad’s arm with her other hand.
“I remember your mom, okay!”
She widened her eyes and said, “When I remember how your mom looked, I want to smile, alright?”
Conrad gulped and said, “It’s impossible that you’ll smile when you think of her.”
“Oh, you knew?” She jeered. “You want to control me when I smile now?”
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