Stop It, She’s Remarrying!

Chapter 1173

Adrian rolled his eyes and said, “Yes, yes. I am so jealous of you, my dear sister.”

“Aww, you’re such a killjoy!”

“Haha, I’m just glad you’re fine.” Adrian caressed Irene’s head and said softly, “Sorry, Irene. I shouldn’t have pricked you.”

“It’s okay. It didn’t hurt, really. It’s just that… I’m so useless… I bleed so much even from just a small wound.”

The twins comforted each other warmly, making the inside of the car feel all fuzzy and warm.

Fia did not blame Adrian. She knew her son was actually a kind and sensitive boy, and that he might do things rashly but he meant no harm. Frankly, all he ever wanted was to have his sister living happily.

Indeed, it was not the boy’s fault. It was hers. She did not watch over them properly; and she did not guide Adrian properly too. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

It was then that she was reminded of Conrad.

“Adrian Stewart.”

“Yes, Mommy?”

Adrian’s hair stood on end when he heard his mother calling him with his full name. It was a sign that Fia was angry with something or someone.

“When you pricked your sister earlier, didn’t that Mister Cripple stop you?!”

Adrian quickly shook his head after seeing his mother’s cold glare.

“You’re still a kid. So, it’s understandable. But what about that cripple? He’s an adult and he doesn’t know how dangerous it was?!”

Fia was so pissed. It was fine if that person was just a nobody who she did not know. But that was Conrad Maxwell! It did not matter if she did not want to admit knowing him or reconcile with him. He had no excuse for not stopping the kids when they were playing with sharp things!

“Give me his phone number!” Fia asked as she glared at Adrian.

Knowing that it was no use resisting his mother, Adrian took off his watch and handed it to his mother.” It’s saved in this smartwatch. I didn’t save it myself. It was that mister that saved it for me.”

When he saw that his mother became even more pissed, Adrian could not help but plead for Conrad.” Mommy… Please don’t get angry at him. He doesn’t know. I was too quick so he did not have time to react.”

“He is an adult, Adrian! Not a child!”

Fia immediately dialed the number using Adrian’s smartwatch.

Meanwhile, Charles had helped Conrad into the car. Conrad’s stiff, cold face softened the Instant he saw Adrian’s number on his ringing phone.

“Hello, Adrian,”

He did his best to talk softly through the phone, fearing that he might frighten the boy,

“Hmph! You’re a real a piece of work, aren’t you?”

The sudden chastisement from the phone stunned him. What did he do wrong now? Why did she have to call just to scold him?

“Adrian and Irene are still young. They don’t know the severity of their actions! How could you just sit there and watch the kids hurt themselves?!” Fia scolded him fiercely.

Conrad frowned. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t able to react in time. I thought they were just playing a game.”

“You can stop giving excuses for your malicious intent! Don’t think of me as a fool, Mr. Maxwell! You purposely ignored it so that you can show your face around me after my daughter’s hurt, didn’t you?!”

Fia kept on scolding him, pinning more accusations on him. “You even purposely brought Adrian to us. You even won Adrian’s trust to the point he’d let you save your phone number! Mr. Maxwell, what on earth are you trying to do?!”

She was so anxious. Could he have noticed something? If not, what made him try to please her children. so much?

“Adrian and Irene are my children! Mine!” Unable to hold her anger in anymore, she yelled on the phone.

Conrad was so confused hearing her furious words. “Ms. Sia, please calm down. I know they’re yours. They are good looking, beautiful children, just like you,

“Shut up, you jerk!”

Fia immediately hung up. She wanted to slap herself so bad. Just what the heck did she just say through. the phone? How could she yell “They’re my children! Mine!” to a stranger? This would invite unwanted attention and suspicion to her!

“Mommy, what’s wrong?” Irene looked at her mother and asked in confusion.

“Nothing. Nothing’s wrong, dear. It’s just… I don’t like that man.”

Receiving his watch from Fia, Adrian pouted. “Mommy, you’re so unreasonable lately.”

He genuinely felt that Conrad was a good man. Not only that, he sympathized with him so much. Yet, his mother kept treating him badly. Oh, poor Mister Cripple…!