Stop It, She’s Remarrying!

Chapter 73

Stop It, She’s Remarrying! By Stellar Strands Chapter 73

“I dare you!” Fia said as she gritted her teeth. “I won’t hold back as I did in the past! If you touch me, I’ll return it back to you two fold!”

Beryl kept on cursing and pushing Conrad away, wanting to pounce at Fia.

Conrad had never been so irritated before. He had always believed that her wife and her mother had a good relationship. He never thought that they despised each other so much.

“Enough!”

He roared out in fury and flung Beryl to the sofa.

When Beryl was thrown into the sofa, she was stunned.

“Oh, God! Just what kind of sins had I committed?! My husband’s not loyal to me, and now even my son is

Fia turned around and went upstairs. She didn’t have time for Beryl’s drama.

In the past, she would pity her.

But now, she couldn’t feel any sympathy for her at all.

Those who were pitiful were never wholly innocent. The same went for her.

Three years ago, she wanted Conrad for herself. She married him like a fool. That was how she ended up in this situation three years later.

The entire living room was filled with the sound of Beryl’s whining to the point that Conrad was getting a headache.

He called the driver and asked him to send Beryl back to the family home.

“I’m doing this for your own good, son!” Beryl refused to leave as she grabbed Conrad’s hand. “You and Esme are meant to be together! They separated you! You can’t show them any mercy!”

“Mom…” Conrad asked as she looked at him with doubtful eyes. “If you really want us to separate, why did you bring the doctor here?”

The doctor, who had a strange look on his face, merely said, “If no one here needs my treatment, I’m leaving.”

Conrad was becoming even more suspicious and grabbed his mother’s wrist immediately. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Why did you bring this doctor here this time?”

Beryl’s expression froze and she looked at Mrs. Taylor, begging her for help.

“Speak, Mrs. Taylor!” Conrad said.

Mrs. Taylor hesitated for a while before saying, “Yesterday, Madam Beryl called and asked me if the madam looked like she was pregnant. I didn’t think too much about it and told her that she didn’t have much appetite lately and her taste changed.”

Mrs. Taylor then glanced at Beryl with a frown and said, “She probably thinks that the madam is pregnant.”

“You’re lying! She’s barren! She can’t get pregnant!” Beryl kicked Conrad’s leg before saying, “How can you be so heartless and doubt your own mother?! I don’t want to be concerned about you two

anymore! It has nothing to do with me whether she’s pregnant or not!”

Conrad saw a hole in his mother’s argument and didn’t loosen his grip around her wrist.

He then turned to the doctor with murderous eyes.

“Your turn.“”

The doctor stuttered and said, “I… I didn’t know anything. She simply asked me to come here to examine someone, saying that…”

“Shut up!” Beryl lost control and used her free hand to try and scratch Conrad’s face and neck.

“Continue!” Conrad could feel the chills in his spine. He could already guess what had happened, looking at how she was acting.

The doctor couldn’t handle Conrad’s intimidation. He reasoned to himself that since he didn’t do anything, he would be fine, and he explained all her plans.

After he finished hearing it, Conrad wanted to snap his mother’s wrist.

Mrs. Taylor yelled out in horror, “Madam Beryl, how can you even think of something like that! If the madam really is pregnant… The child might be your own grandchild!”

“I don’t want her to give me a grandchild! I want Esme to give me one!”

“Mother, what you did is criminal!” Conrad growled.

“Why are you growling at me?! She might not be pregnant! Maybe Esme got it wrong!”

Conrad’s eyes turned even colder. “Even if she’s not pregnant, you can’t do that to her!”

Second floor. At the corner of the staircase.

Despite it being the middle of June, Fia felt nothing but chilliness.

Her lips curled as she dragged herself to the bedroom with numb feet.