Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad) novel Chapter 963

Fia quickly defended her husband. “No, he just respects my decisions.”

“Right… I get it. You’re each other’s bae.” Tyler said proudly, “You see, Mary? You keep saying I don’t know any internet slang. Now I’ve just used one. Conrad, you’re your wife’s bae and she’s your bae!”

“What’s bae?” Conrad asked with a frown.

Silas hurried over to explain the slang to his boss, worried that he would make a fool of himself.

Finally learning the meaning of “bae”, Conrad took a glance at Fia. He did not think he was her “bae”. She never openly said that she loved him.

Still, he had fallen deeply for her.

During the feast, Conrad drank a lot of alcohol with Tyler. Every time he raised his glass, Conrad would take a glance at Fia, hoping that she would be worried and stop him from drinking. Yet, she did not.

After recovering her memory with hypnosis, Fia had been treating him very coldly.

“Tyler, can you not drink so much? Sharon’s getting sleepy so I need to bring her home to bed. I can’t sit here and keep an eye on you!”

“Oh, don’t fret! Mrs. Maxwell’s here. I won’t be drinking much.”

Seeing that Fia had seen Mary and Sharon off, Sophia quietly approached her and asked, “Why didn’t you stop Sir from drinking?”

“It’s been a while since he last had alcohol. Don’t worry. He knows his own limit.” Fia raised her head and looked at the night sky. “There are so many stars tonight.”

Sophia raised her head and looked at the sky too. “I’ve seen a night sky that’s even prettier than this. It had a lot of stars and they’re shinier than these ones.”

“Where did you see it?” Fia asked curiously.

“At Hellish Training Camp.”

“…”

Sophia was kind and good-hearted. Even though she earned a leadership role there, Sophia would still live a life full of hurt if she went back.

After staring at the stars for half an hour, they saw Tyler walk out of the villa in a foul mood.

“Conrad, you’re such a bore! This is not how we drink at parties! You only had a sip every time I gulped down a full glass of wine! I’ve drunk several bottles of wine and yet you only had a few sips. What a bore!”

Conrad did not mind hearing Tyler’s nagging. He kept on pushing him toward the gate, wanting to send him off. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. Go home. Or else your wife's going to get mad at you again!”

“Sigh. Mrs. Maxwell is such a fine woman. She doesn't complain at all when she sees you drinking. My Mary always gets angry at me whenever I go near alcohol!”

“Shut up.” Seeing Fia still standing outside, Conrad lost his patience with Tyler. He kicked him out the gate and rushed to his wife. “Fia, why are you standing out here? It’s cold and windy.”

“It’s not cold.” Fia took a glance at Tyler who was stumbling his way by the gate. “You should send Mr. Lane home.”

Finishing her words, Fia brushed past Conrad and entered their home.