Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad) novel Chapter 1127

When she said that, she realized she was being too fierce. She quickly stopped herself.

“You shouldn’t have gotten out of the car. You should just wait for me in there.”

Irene let go of Adrian’s hand and ran toward Fia.

Fia quickly picked her up and then went over to hold Adrian’s hand, ensuring he was holding on to her coat.

The three of them looked at Conrad, all with different expressions.

“Hello!” Irene greeted him.

Fia gritted her teeth. How could her innocent daughter greet a hound like him?!

Adrian had learned from his experience and didn’t dare to greet Conrad openly, so he simply batted his eyes a few times at him.

Conrad had amnesia, but he was no fool.

He could sense the friendliness in the two children.

His tight expression began to loosen, showing a stiff smile.

Mainly because he usually didn’t smile, he didn’t know how to smile at others.

“How ugly!” Fia said as she commented negatively about his smile.

Conrad suddenly felt that he wanted to open up her head and see how her brain was wired.

Her temper was horrendous.

“Mommy, it’s not polite to say that,” Irene said as she caressed Fia’ s face. “He’s already quite pitiful.”

“Pitiful?” Fia said with a sneer. “Then it must be because he did something terrible, and this is a punishment from God!”

Conrad frowned.

Adrian was also shocked by his mother’s sharp tongue, and quietly said, “Mommy, his leg is hurt. We can forgive him.”

Fia stared at Conrad and said emotionlessly, “Why didn’t you just end up with a broken leg? Once your leg is broken, you can’t come out here anymore and harm others!”

Conrad looked at her with a gloomy expression, but for some reason, he wasn’t very angry.

He simply didn’t understand why she hated him that much.

He loved her voice. It was as if it was something that could soothe his empty heart.

“Let me go!” Fia pushed his hand away and then kicked his right leg.

There was a loud sound, and even his cane fell to the ground.

While he looked like he was in a mess, one could still sense the splendor in him.

Fia was suddenly enveloped in rage and wanted to step on his leg.

“Mommy! I’m not feeling well!” Irene screamed as she hugged Fia’s neck.

Fia stopped herself and quickly patted Irene’s forehead and the back of her neck.

“What happened? Where do you feel unwell?”

“Everywhere,” Irene said in an upset tone. “Mommy, please take me to the hospital. Don’t fight with him anymore.”

Adrian also weakly muttered as he grabbed Fia’s coat, “I’m not feeling well too.”

Fia was speechless.

She was no fool. It was obvious that they were trying to help Conrad.