Stop It, She’s Remarrying!

Chapter 1204

Fia frowned when she thought about it. Beryl was Conrad’s mother! How could a mother do something like this to her own flesh and blood?!

Beryl was as evil as a demon!

Meanwhile, Silas carefully brought over a bowl of noodles that he had prepared meticulously in the kitchen to Conrad.

“Sir, Ms. Sia requests to acquire a sample of your blood…”

“Sure,” Conrad agreed before Silas was able to finish his sentence. This shocked Silas a great deal.

Even Fia felt the same. She asked curiously, “Are you not going to ask what I’m going to do with it?”

Swallowing the medicine his doctor had prescribed him earlier, Conrad’s fever had gradually subsided and thus he felt much better. He sat up on the sofa and looked at Fia sincerely. “I trust you. You aren’t going to hurt me.”

Biting her lips, Fia glared at him fiercely. She hated seeing him trusting her so much like this.

“Fine. Get your needle and make it quick!” She ordered the doctor. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

After receiving the blood sample from the doctor, Fia turned to speak to her children, “Now, will you two please go home with me now?”

“Mommy… but aren’t you going to come back here later anyway?” Irene gave her an innocent smile.

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“Irene and I will wait for you here, okay, Mommy?” Adrian asked.

“Fine.” Fia relented with a sigh.

She did not want to waste too much time. She would need half an hour to test the blood using the scientific instruments she kept in her room. Not only that, she would need a quiet environment too so that she could focus on the task.

So, without distractions from Adrian and Irene, Fia was able to test the blood successfully and return within half an hour. When she stepped into Conrad’s living room, she noticed that the doctor who was treating his fever had already left. Conrad, on the other hand, was savoring the noodles Silas prepared for him at the dining table nearby.

Adrian and Irene, too, were sitting at the table eating cake.

…Cake?

“Where did the cakes come from?” Fia asked instinctively.

Silas immediately answered, “Oh, I bought it when I went out earlier.”

“Ah, I see.” Fia took a glance at Conrad who was staring at her. “What’re you looking at? Eat your noodles.”

Then, she curled her finger at Silas and walked to the balcony, signaling that she wanted to have a talk with him.

Seeing this, Silas hurriedly followed her there and shut the balcony door. The soundproofing was quite good so they did not need to worry about someone overhearing them, especially Conrad.

“Someone had injected something into his bloodstream lately. That drug could stimulate his brain, resulting in him recovering some memories,” Fia said calmly.

“Who’d do something like this?” Silas asked.

“How’d I know?” Fia shrugged and said, “And the reason he hasn’t recovered his memories after five years of treatment is because someone has been drugging him all this time.”

Silas felt a chill running down his spine and said, “Sir would feel really tired once a month. He would sleep very soundly that

day. Could this be the result of that person’s drug?”

“Most likely!” Fia was quite certain that this was the work of Beryl. No one except her could get close to Conrad to apply the drug on him on a monthly basis.

“No wonder she’d been so good to Sir! She has been poisoning him all this time!”

“Ahem! Drugging. Not poisoning,” Fia corrected him, trying to not get things out of hand just yet-or else it would be difficult for her to get away from this whole ordeal.

“The drug would only make it difficult for him to recall memories. It would not harm his health… for the time being. I can’t say if it would harm his health in the long run though. Your dear CEO has been feeling dizzy lately and he even fainted earlier, right? This all has got to do with the memory drug that was injected into his bloodstream recently. From my observation, that person only injected it once into his body. But the components of the drug do not mix well with the memory suppressant drug. This resulted in them synthesizing into a potent poison.”

“Who did this…?!” Silas was so pissed hearing what had happened to his boss of late.

“The person who injected the memory recovering drug is not the same person who gave him the memory suppressant.” Fia then recalled what Eileen said, “The drug that could make him recover his memories might hurt his body but on its own it’s not a poison. The problem lies with the memory suppressant. The suppressant has been lingering in his body for such a long time. So, it is very likely that it was the suppressant that had the reactionary component, turning it into poison when it came into contact with the memory recovering drug.”

“Darn it! That cursed witch! She’d do anything to make the boss not remember his past!” Silas was so pissed that his whole body shook in anger.

Fia looked at him silently for a moment before tapping on his shoulder.

“Now that you know this, I suggest that you stop him from eating the food that is prepared by that person.”

“But…” Silas lowered his head in dismay, “Since the day Sir lost his memories, she has been acting so kind around him, like a really good mother. This resulted in him trusting her wholeheartedly! I had warned him about her numerous times but he just wouldn’t listen!”

Looking at the tears welling up in Silas’ eyes, Fia could not help feeling sorry for him.