Stop It, She’s Remarrying!

Chapter 1221

“Conrad!” Annie cried as she got up, grabbing onto Conrad’s arm, holding onto the swollen half of her face.

Conrad frowned as he looked at Fia deeply, then at Annie who had a swollen face.

“Why are you here?” In between words, he pulled away his arm, not letting her touch him.

Annie felt wronged and said, “I came here on behalf of Aunt Beryl. Ms. Sia, you went too far, actually laying hands on her.”

Conrad’s gaze turned even more terrifying. “Are you here to apologize on behalf of my mom?”

Annie raised her head in surprise. “What did you just say?”

He said without any mercy, “Does it hurt to hit yourself?”

Annie shook, unable to say a single word to explain herself.

His gaze was as sharp as a knife.

“Conrad, I…” Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Don’t lie to me, Annie.”

Annie’s eyes reddened. “We’ve known each other for five years. Don’t you know what kind of a person am?”

Conrad spoke coolly. “I would not suspect your character when it comes to work.”

Annie was speechless.

“But it’s only limited to work.”

Fia yawned. “Why don’t you all chat somewhere else? Don’t stand in front of my doorway. It affects me quite badly.”

“Ms. Sia!” Conrad spoke immediately. “My relationship with Annie is not like what you think.”

“Ha ha.” Fia gave a cool laugh. “I really don’t care what kind of a relationship you have with her.”

She glanced at Annie who was looking at him sorrowfully. “But Miss Parker seems to have deep feelings for you.”

Conrad was really annoyed for the first time.

He had never cared about how others perceived him for the past five years.

But now, facing Sia Stewart, he wished Annie were a stranger to him, with no connection whatsoever.

“Conrad, even an outsider knows about my feelings for you. Why…”

“Shut up!” Conrad interrupted Annie harshly, his face full of rejection and disgust.

“Annie Parker, can’t you understand? I don’t care about your feelings at all!”

That was just how he was. If someone rubbed him the wrong way, he would show no mercy.

Fia stood there like a spectator, thinking about her own unrequited love from before, feeling fortunate that she had never confessed.

Otherwise, she might be even more miserable than Annie right now.

“Ms. Sia, Conrad wasn’t like this toward me before!” Annie turned her anger toward Fia. “Your appearance is what took him away! You’re a third party!”

“He he.” Fia couldn’t be bothered to explain, so she stepped back into the house and closed the door.

Conrad stared harshly at Annie. “Are you satisfied now?”

He walked away, leaning on his cane.

Annie glared at Fia’s door and caught up with Conrad.

“I really came to seek justice for Aunt Beryl.”

“It was my mother’s mistake!” Conrad said.

“Even if she was wrong, she’s an elder. How could Ms. Sia lay hands on her?” Annie protested.

The elevator doors were just a step away. Conrad stopped and looked at Annie with an indifferent expression.

“You seem to care a lot about my mother.”

“Yes, because she’s your mother,” Annie said somewhat uneasily.

“In these five years, I’ve actually felt that you treat my mother better than your own.” Conrad sarcastically remarked. “Too bad my mother isn’t a man.”

Annie’s face instantly turned ugly. “What do you mean?”