Stop It, She’s Remarrying!

Chapter 1176

Petting her children’s head, Fia said, “This poor uncle of yours has come to our doorstep to apologize. Shouldn’t Mommy give him a chance to make things right?”

Adrian and Irene did not know what their mother meant. However, they thought if Conrad apologized, their mother might treat him better. So, they both looked intently at Conrad. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“Ms. Sia, I really am sorry for what had happened. Please accept my apology.” Conrad stepped forward and apologized as he looked straight into Fia’s eyes.

Maintaining her cold smile, Fia said, “If you really are sorry, you wouldn’t just apologize with these empty words.”

“Hey, don’t push it, lady!” Charles yelled at Fia while still standing next to the entrance.

Conrad turned to him and chastised, “Go home and get back to work. Don’t come here without my orders.”

“But sir! This lady is so rude to you!” Charles lamented-he could not bear to see his boss getting bullied.

“Didn’t you hear what I said? Do you still want to keep your job?” Conrad said to him coldly. His attitude. had turned one-eighty when compared to facing Fia.

Seeing this, Charles had no choice but to begrudgingly leave the apartment. He did not want to disobey. his boss and upset him.

After stepping out from the lift, Charles called Silas to report what had happened here.

Silas sighed “That’s just how the boss does things. He’d listen to no one.

“But we can’t just leave him be, right? We haven’t a clue who this lady is, and she seems to harbor a strong hostility toward him!” Charles said agitatedly.

“Calm down, Charles Have faith in our boss. If he’s showing weakness and bending his knees, there must be a good reason for it. If she really wanted to hurt him, there’s no way he would let it happen.”

Hearing this, Charles finally calmed down. Indeed, Silas was right! He had worked for Conrad for five years so he had a pretty good grasp on his personality. His boss was no pushover. He probably had a good reason for showing weakness to this lady like that.

Meanwhile…

“Heh!” Fia smirked at Conrad. “Don’t you know? Just how troubled your underlings would be if they saw you like this?”

Conrad curved a smile and replied, “It’s fine. As long as you forgive me, I’ll apologize however you want.”

Fia said coldly, “You have a high social status. So, you don’t really need to resort to apologizing to small fries like me. Your actions right now, as I see it, are very shallow.”

“Then, how about this?”

Conrad let go of his cane, allowing it to drop to the floor. Then, he stood there and looked at Fia. Their conversation seemed to be going nowhere, yet they understood each other quite perfectly.

So, Fia did not get anxious when she saw Conrad taking out a dagger from his coat. She was very sure that this man would never hurt her and her children.

“Uncle!”

Adrian and Irene shrieked in surprise when they saw him cutting the back of his hand.

Fia, on the other hand, did nothing but stare at his bleeding hand. Then, she smiled and looked away. “Mr. Maxwell, you should drop this act at once. Just what do you want with me?”

“I… I just…” Conrad looked at her and stuttered, “I just wanted you to not… not distance yourself from me so much. We could try to learn more about one another and be friends.”

After saying that, Conrad realized something and furrowed his brows. Friends? He did not like this term. It was too light of a relationship, far from what he yearned to have with her.

Still, she was already married to a man and had two children with him. He should not butt in and wreck her family irresponsibly… right?

It was very weird for him, the great Conrad Maxwell, to want to be romantically involved with a married woman. It was very weird indeed. Not only that, this married woman had a really nasty temper too.

“Uncle! Your hand is bleeding!” Adrian quickly brought over a med kit to help treat Conrad’s wound.

“Don’t worry, I’m fine.” Conrad used his other, unharmed hand to wipe Adrian’s tears off his face. “See? I don’t feel hurt at all. Don’t worry.”

“But you’re bleeding! When Irene bleeds, she always screams in pain. And you’re not just bleeding. Look! Your wound is so deep!” Adrian took out a small bottle of antiseptic and some cotton balls to treat Conrad’s bleeding hand.

“Ooof!” Conrad grimaced his face in pain. Having an open wound poured with antiseptic was not a fun experience.

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