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Chapter 887
Fia almost cried. “Recovering my lost memories isn’t important… I have to protect the two children inside
my womb.”
Conrad nodded. “I’ll protect them with you.”
Fia felt so troubled that she couldn’t help burying herself in his arms. “About my mom and grandma… Did they…
really…”
She couldn’t remember any of it, but even the very thought of it hurt.
However, when she remembered how the doctor said that she had to maintain a positive mood, she quickly took a
deep breath to adjust her emotions.
Conrad held her tightly and said, “If you think you can handle it, I’ll take you to the cemetery to visit Grandmother
Thea.”
Marcus saw how Fia reacted. He felt that Conrad was a bit cruel and he should have avoided that topic. Wasn’t he
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtworried that her emotions might become worse?
“Sure. I want to take a look,” Fia said as she sobbed and wiped her tears away.
They reached the cemetery. Marcus sat in the car, unwilling to get out of the vehicle. He was uninterested in graves
and tombstones.
Conrad held Fia’s hand and arrived at Thea’s tombstone, but they didn’t expect to see someone sobbing there.
“Why are you here?” Fia curiously asked. “Miss Thomas”.
Esme turned around and said pitifully, “Esme and I were good friends. She would always say that she missed her
grandmother a lot. She said that her grandmother loved her and her little cousin the most. Fia, do you still
remember your cousin?”
Fia frowned, looking at Conrad with uncertainty.
“Just who exactly is she?”
Why would she feel so familiar with how she was sobbing? It was so familiar that she was feeling biologically unwell!
She wanted to throw up, and even her chest was feeling stuffy!
Conrad looked at Esme icily. He felt extremely disgusted at how Esme was faking her sorrows and sobs with
Britney’s face.
“She’s just a madwoman!” he said icily.
Fia was stunned before turning her attention back to her.
“Why am I here? This is your grandmother, but she’s also Esme’s grandmother! Esme is dead, so all I can do is visit
her on her behalf,” Esme said as she sobbed pitifully.
Fia was getting a headache. “My cousin is dead?”
Conrad’s eyes turned cold. “You better shut up and get out of here right now!”
Esme stood up unsteadily. “You didn’t know, Fia? Esme’s dead. She…”
Conrad wished he could break this woman’s neck.
Fia stopped him. She felt that his emotions were getting erratic, as if worried that she would say something.
“Don’t go. Let her finish.” She stared at Esme. “What else do you want to say?”
Esme looked at her smugly. “Esme was simply still in love with her first love. She came back from overseas,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmabandoning her career just so she could be with him. But in the end, both of you hurt her so much…”
“You’re lying!” Fia retorted. “We would never hurt her!”
“Don’t listen to her, Fia! It’s all fake!” Conrad covered her ears, wanting to take her away.
Esme wouldn’t let this chance slip away. It was clear to her that something had happened to Fia! She didn’t even
know who she was anymore!
She rushed over and grabbed Fia’s arm.
“You grew up following Esme! She treated you so well! Aren’t you going to help her recover her dignity and avenge
her!”
“Shut up!” Conrad was so angry that she pushed Esme away.
Esme fell to the ground and looked at Fia pitifully. “He’s Esme’s enemy! You helped him kill her! Both of you
murdered her! How could both of you still stand here?!”
Fia’s mind went blank when she looked at Miss Thomas. She didn’t want to believe it, but her words went through to
her. She couldn’t help but be fixated on those words.
She pulled Conrad’s sleeve and asked, “Is what she said true?