Stop It, She’s Remarrying!

Chapter 508

Conrad had his eyes on her, worried that she would fall. His hands. were only several centimeters away from her back at all times.

Since she was walking slowly, he also followed her slowly. Going downstairs would normally take less than a minute or two, but she

took about ten minutes.

Once she had descended the last step, Fia heaved out a sigh of relief.

“With a walking stick, I can walk much further on my own in the future,” she said softly.

Mrs. Whitley looked at the husband and wife with a frown. She felt something wasn’t right with the two of them.

After receiving a glance from Conrad, she took a step forward and held Fia’s hand, and took away the walking stick in her hand.

“I’ll help you into the dining room, Madam.”

“Thanks, Mrs. Whitley,” Fia said as she felt the affection from Mrs. Whitley. She was beginning to miss Mrs. Taylor.

It would have been good if she could have a child soon.

She can have Mrs. Whitley and Mrs. Taylor stay in this house to help with the cooking and caring for the baby.

Both of them were very patient and that would be good for the child’s growth. They could replace the child’s missing grandmother.

Conrad silently prepared her food for her when they were at the dining table.

Even when she couldn’t see, she could still eat from her own plate.

Looking at how gracefully she was eating, Conrad was becoming

nervous.

As she became more capable, she could do a lot of things even when

she couldn’t see.

Would she leave him one day?

“Aren’t you eating?” Fia looked to the side when she didn’t hear him doing anything.

Conrad looked into her eyes and a wicked thought rose from his heart

at that moment.

It would be fine if she were always blind. She could never leave his side ever again.

However, as soon as the thought appeared, he quickly cut it off.

From the moment the two had made peace, he had sworn that he would respect her. How could he have such thoughts?

“I’m eating.” He picked up a fork and lightly picked up the food on his plate and ate despite not having an appetite.

“Your cousin is quite capable.”

Peter tossed the two sets of documents in front of Esme.

She picked them up, and her expression quickly changed after reading

them.

Peter leaned back into the chair, placing his elbow on the chair’s armrest, supporting his arm which held his head.

He looked at her face which had already recovered from the inflammation. She looked exactly the same as Britney Thomas.

He was very happy with his own product. But when he saw the hatred on her face, he asked, “Do you want to go back to the country?”

Esme raised her head and looked at Peter, asking him carefully, “Can Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

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“Yes, but you have to be obedient and listen to my orders,” he said as he straightened his back, his hand tapping on his knee.

“Your face will need to be adjusted once every half a year. If you expose yourself, not even I can save you.”

Esme said as she bit her lips, “I’m worried that the Thomas family will notice something.”

“Have you memorized all the documents?”

“I have.”

“You know everyone’s relationship, right?”

“Yes.”

“You know that she has a sister working in Maxwell Corporation as the director of foreign affairs, right?”

Esme nodded as she tried to suppress the excitement in her heart.

Peter smiled faintly, as he looked at her strangely. “You wish to work in Maxwell Corporation?”

“No.” Esme lowered his head and looked away from his inquisitive

stare.

“If you want to go, go. But remember. The reason you’re going back isn’t because of love. It’s because you want revenge.”

He stood up and walked around the sofa Esme was sitting on, pulled her hair back, and bit her ear.

“Remember your vengefulness at all times, Britney Thomas. Follow my plan… Only then can I guarantee your safety.”

“Sure.”

She hesitated a bit and asked, “After I go back, can I see my parents?” “No.”