Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

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Chapter 1148

Irene directed a sympathetic gaze at Conrad and said, “Mister, you have a bad leg. You should take care of yourself

more.”

“Thank you,” Conrad replied warmly.

Irene widened her pretty eyes and pulled his sleeve.

“Mister, your eyes look so warm. They’re like the sun!”

Adrian widened his eyes as well. “Oh, they have the same colors as mine! Look, my eyes are amber too!”

Hearing this, Fia became apprehensive and lightly kicked on Adrian’s leg.

“Whoah, what are you doing?!” Adrian quickly hopped away, “It hurts, Mommy.”

Fia glared at him and said, “Have you forgotten what I told you?”

Irene gave Adrian a silent stare. Her brother had broken the promise they made with their mother.

“What’s wrong?”

Conrad did not understand as he raised his head to look at Fia. He then noticed that her were as black as obsidian.

eyes

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So, maybe she was envious that he and her son’s eyes shared the same color? She was mad at her son just

because of that?

“Come. Let’s go home.”

Fia did not want to let her children interact with Conrad anymore, pulling them back through the gate of the

residential area.

“Wait!” Conrad worked up his courage to stop her. “Why do you despise me so much?”

Fia turned to Conrad and smirked coldly.

“Why can’t I despise you? Why must everyone like you? What are you? Jesus?”

“Conrad felt an urge to get closer to her. “I… I can pay you.”

In an instant, Fia frowned and grimaced at him. “What do you mean by that?”

“If you could be a little happier when we meet, I can pay you,” Conrad said.

“Hmph! Pay me,

huh?”

Fia felt a surge of anger hearing that. She stepped forward and kicked his cane. The cane was kicked out of his

hand, making him lose balance. Before he fell to the ground, Fia whirled another kick on his right leg.

Adrian and Irene covered their eyes as they could not bear to see the poor man get bullied by their mother.

Conrad’s right leg was not completely healed yet. It still hurt during rainy days.

So, he lost his balance and kneeled down without uttering a word. When his knee met the ground, he felt an intense

pain burning through his leg. Yet, he did not make a sound.

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Staring at the man kneeling before her in pain, Fia was completely stunned.

It was winter so, naturally, it was freezing cold. Yet, he was not wearing much. He was wearing a black, thin, cotton

jacket, which was not enough to keep him warm.

She could see cold sweat droplets begin rolling down his face. This meant that his leg was still not completely

healed. It had not healed after five whopping years. This injury of his was no joke.

If he was any other person who had no bad blood with her, Fia might try to fix his leg with the medical knowledge

that she had learned from Lucifer.

However, this man was Conrad Maxwell. The Conrad Maxwell who had hurt her countless times in the past. He was

the man who made her give up her life, going as far as faking her death.

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She had changed her name and started anew. There was no turning back now.

“Mommy.” Irene lowered her hands and stood next to her mother. “Can you please stop?”

Adrian, too, began to plead. “His leg still hurts. You might make it worse.”

”

Fia squatted down and picked up Milo, who Adrian had dropped when he covered his eyes, and put him into her

son’s arms. “Hold Milo tight.’

Then, she held her children’s hands and led them back home.

Kneeling on the ground, Conrad breathed heavily, trying to suppress the pain.

A moment later, a security guard stepped out of the security office and teased him. “Hey, man. Are you trying to

woo the kids’ mom?”

“Bullsh*t!” Conrad picked up his cane and stood up.

The security guard frowned. “Hmph! What a douche! That woman is really beautiful. She had attracted many men

since day one when they moved in here. But she is no pushover. So, no one dares to approach her.”

Conrad furrowed his brows and did not utter a word.

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