Stop It, She’s Remarrying!

Chapter 85

Stop It, She’s Remarrying! By Stellar Strands Chapter 85

Cold light reflected in his amber eyes as he could feel his anger burn.

Fia would never work him up like this in the past. She would always let him have his way.

Not anymore. If she was going to suffer, she would make him suffer too.

“I’ll let it go alright… When I’m dead!”

“Then forget about it!” Conrad smashed the plate in front of him.

Fia smiled coldly and said, “Forget about it and let the homewrecker turn into your wife? You should be the one forgetting about it, unless I’m dead.”

“Seriously, you…” Conrad was so angry that he couldn’t even speak properly.

“Let me tell you something. Even if I die, as long as we’re not divorced, I will still be your late wife.” Fia became more and more excited when she said that. “Even if you marry her, she’ll always be known as the second wife, and I’ll always be her better!”

The atmosphere was so bad that it couldn’t get any worse. Conrad stared at Fia.

“Why have I never realized that you can be so mean–spirited? All these years…. You’ve been acting?”

He couldn’t understand.

Why would she change so much?

Perhaps… Was it because he had never understood her?

“We’ve been married for three years. I have my own temper too, but you respected me and I gave you the same respect. You were the one that broke our peace.” Fia finished her sentence and felt that her mouth was dry. She grabbed a glass off the table and downed the water inside. “Unfortunately, as long as ! refuse, you can’t do anything to me.”

She slammed the glass back on the table and tried to leave from the other side, so he couldn’t catch her.

“Fia!” Conrad roared lowly. “Who allowed you to leave?” Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Fia walked out even quicker with her back straightened and slammed the door behind her loudly.

Lola smiled awkwardly outside the door.

“I wasn’t eavesdropping, Fia. I wanted to ask if you guys wanted to order anything extra, but I didn’t dare to knock on the door when I heard the fight inside.”

“It’s fine.” Fia forced a smile and walked down.

When Lola saw her leaving, she toughened herself up and walked into the private room.

“I thought you already left? Why are you back here!” Conrad yelled in a loud voice. However, he only realized when he turned around that it was Lola. With a frown, he asked, “Why is it you?”

“Well… I thought you guys have already finished so I’m here to clean up the table,” Lola said with her face

slightly red. She carefully looked at Conrad and did her best to suppress the excitement in her. Conrad massaged the spot between his eyes as he felt very agitated.

“Do you have any wine?”

“Yes, we do.”

“Give me a bottle.”

Lola nodded and quickly walked to their family’s wine cellar to take a bottle of rice wine that her parents brewed themselves. As it had been kept for a long time, it had a very strong taste.

“You’re leaving already, Fia?”

“Yes,” Fia nodded. She felt embarrassed when she thought about what happened earlier, especially because it was at someone else’s place.

The owner walked out from behind the counter and held her hands. “It’s not easy for the two of you to get together in the first place, and it won’t be any easier for you to stay together. If it wasn’t anything huge, just make do with it.”

Fia raised her head to look at the owner and asked, “And you and your husband… You’re making do, too?”

“I know, right? I mean, despite how honest he looks right now, would you believe what a troublemaker he was in the past? He drank, gambled, and didn’t even work. If it wasn’t because he was traumatized when I was admitted into the hospital and almost died this one time, he would never have grown up.

Fia’s thoughts were scrambled as she blinked, and an idea formed in her mind.

If she were to die one day, what emotion would Conrad feel?

Perhaps it was freedom. He would finally feel free and could live with Esme as husband and wife.

But why was there a hint of sorrow in that thought?

“Fia, there are few women in this world that could live happily forever. Don’t think too much about it and

let it go.” The owner gave Fia a hug before leaving to serve another customer.

Fia left the restaurant. Standing on the streets, she didn’t know where to go.

She had crashed the car that she drove to the Manning’s and she came here with Conrad’s car.

It was not possible for her to turn around and find him.

She had also left her bag in the car. She had nothing on her other than a few dollars.