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Chapter 410
After lunch, Eileen needed to leave. Fia stood up reluctantly. “Let me walk you out, Eileen.”
“Don’t you…” Eileen wanted to talk about her eyes but was worried that she might hurt her pride.
Mrs. Whitley quickly said, “Madam, let me walk you as you send Ms. Reid off.”
“Sure.”
Mrs. Whitley helped Fia to the door. Eileen kept on turning her head back as she went. When she finally got into the
van, she yelled, “Fia, be happy! We still have a lot of time! Nothing can stop us from being best friends even when
I’m far away!”
Fia muttered the words ‘best friends’ in her mind before nodding and yelling back, “Yes!”
Eileen’s tears rolled down. She really found it hard to leave Fia behind.
As the van started and left, the smile on Fia’s face slowly disappeared.
“Madam, let me help you in.”
Fia shook her head. “I’ll sit by the door a bit. Please continue with your work.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMrs. Whitley helped her sit down on the stairs leading to the door. Seeing her sorrow, she asked, Something
bothering you?”
“Mrs. Whitley, do you know about Esme Manning?”
Fia couldn’t help but hold her legs tightly together as she looked in Mrs. Whitley’s direction.
“I… I know a little.” Mrs. Whitley looked into her grayish eyes, feeling somewhat sad.
She was young and pretty and had a gentle personality. Normally speaking, after getting married to Mr. Maxwell,
she should be loved by her family.
Instead, she suffered so much.
“If I didn’t marry Conrad, nothing like this would have happened.”
Mrs. Whitley frowned and remembered Mr. Maxwell telling her when she had just started working to take care of
Fia’s emotional state. If she was feeling down, she could tell her some happy stories to cheer her up.
“Madam, it’s fate that you and Mr. Maxwell end up together!”
Fia’s eyes lowered; as if she was mumbling like her spirit had been taken away.
“Life imprisonment… Being imprisoned in a cage forever. How could someone as prideful as her accept that
ending? She escaped. She gave up.”
Mrs. Whitley quickly crouched down and held Fia’s hand.
“Madam, you cannot be obsessed about the past. You must look forward. Not to mention that this has nothing to do
with you in the end.”
Mrs. Whitley frowned and she held Fia’s hands and sat with her by the stairs.
“You’ve been compromising since day one. You didn’t want to hurt anyone. Meanwhile, Ms. Manning kept on forcing
you. She deserved her ending… It has nothing to do with you!”
But the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was her fault.
“If I didn’t marry Conrad after she left, nothing like this would have happened.”
Mrs. Whitley then said, “No, Mrs. Maxwell! This has nothing to do with you! Your peaceful days are finally here after
you have gone through so much suffering! Don’t think about the past that you can’t change. Just have a good life
with Mr. Maxwell.”
Fia turned her head wanting to see what Mrs. Whitley looked like.
Despite being in a fog of gray, she could still feel the care from Mrs. Whitley.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Thank you, Mrs. Whitley.”
“You don’t have to hate yourself, madam. Mr. Maxwell would be sad if he finds out.”
Just as they said that a gray Maybach was driven into the yard.
When Conrad got out of the car and saw the two of them sitting by the door, he asked with a frown, “What
happened?”
“The madam’s friend came just now, and so the madam sent her off.”
Mrs. Whitley said that and pointed to her own heart to Conrad, cluing him in that she was in a bad mood.
“Mrs. Whitley, I haven’t eaten lunch yet. Can you make something for me?”
“Of course. I’ll go right now. Please accompany the madam for a while. I’ll call out to you when it’s ready.”
“Sure.”
After Mrs. Whitley left, Conrad walked toward Fia slowly.
Fia could feel something blocking the air in front of her, so she guessed that he was standing in front of her.
She extended her hand and pulled at his pants, and asked without much emotion in her tone, “Is Eileen going to be
free tomorrow?”
“Everything’s ready. If there are no accidents, she won’t have anything to do with Victor after this anymore.”