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Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

Chapter 523
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Chapter 523

Sadness appeared on her face.

Conrad immediately crouched by the bed and carefully moved her bangs to the side.

“It’s my fault. I didn’t protect you and the child. It’s all my fault.”

Fia’s eyes trembled, and her heart felt like it was being torn to pieces.

She extended her hands and held his, then placed his palms on her face.

“I’m sick.”

His heart skipped a beat but he didn’t say a word.

“I didn’t want to acknowledge it, but I know it very clearly.”

“My mental sickness has been with me for a very long time. I would sometimes overthink things, I would sometimes

refuse to trust

others, and I would even choose to use harsh words.

“What I said today must have hurt you, but how can you be angry with a patient? How can you leave me without

explaining? Are you trying to abandon me because I’m too problematic? Did you do that on purpose?”

Her voice was soft, but it was obvious that there was sorrow in her tone and that she was hurt.

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Conrad felt like his heart had been run over by a car many times. He pulled her up from bed and held her tightly in

his arms.

“Fia… I just didn’t know how I should face you,” he said as he gritted his teeth. He was really blaming himself.

The person behind all of this was targeting her because of him.

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If he had known this would happen, he wouldn’t have been so brutal and left so many threats around them.

After this, there were going to be more people that would want to hurt her.

He had been quite arrogant. He believed that with his brutality, those who lost to him wouldn’t make any more

sudden moves.

His arrogance made him lower his guard and this harmed her.

At this moment, Fia’s heart was at peace.

She touched the man’s chest and asked in fear, “Are you sad?”

“Yes.” The man buried his face by her shoulder. “I want to have a child with you, but I can’t protect the baby. I’m

not only sad… I wish I could give myself a cut.”

There was guilt and sadness in his voice. She heard it all.

When she remembered how she was being suspicious of him in the hospital and how she only cared about her

sorrow… She heard the helplessness and sadness in his voice back then too.

“I’m so sorry,” she said as she held him tightly and sobbed. ” misunderstood you… How could I have misunderstood

you?”

No matter how cold and vicious this man was to the outside world, ever since he married her, he had always been a

good husband.

Previously, Esme had all his attention. That was why they couldn’t agree on it and didn’t care about the baby.

But after he saw through Esme, he cared about her even more. How could she have suspected him because of

something like this?

When she remembered how she complained about him not believing her, what happened this time made her feel

ashamed.

She was stuck in her own world and chose not to believe him, to be suspicious of him.

“I’ve failed you.”

The two of them hugged each other tightly. Conrad swore secretly that he would never let something like this

happen in the future again!

The next day, he took Fia back to the mansion.

Outside the mansion, several men wearing suits and with

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expressionless faces were walking around.

When Mrs. Whitley saw them, she was shocked.

“Mr. Maxwell, who are they?”

Conrad looked at Fia who was sleeping in his arms and whispered, ” For safety’s sake.”

When Fia woke up, it was already afternoon.

Because of the medicine she was taking, she felt weak, and she felt sleepy very easily.

She could hear footsteps outside the door. They were quite organized

And didn’t sound like they were from one person.

She called Mrs. Whitley and asked, “Why do I hear like there are so many people outside? From the footsteps, it

sounds like there’s drilling from a military school.”

Mrs. Whitley burst out a laugh. “It’s not drilling from a school. Mr. Maxwell is worried about your safety, so he sent

quite a few bodyguards over to patrol the mansion round the clock.”

Fia frowned, feeling a bit nervous.

Why was he acting like this?

Was the person behind it all this terrifying?