Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad) novel Chapter 1033

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River Fane Bridge.

Conrad saw someone standing on the bridge through the light from his car’s headlights.

That slim figure was completely dressed in black which masked her well in the night.

He got down from the car and said, “Ms. Thomas, the reason you…”

Before he could even finish, the person turned around and he frowned.

“Conrad.” Esme removed her hat and then gave Conrad a gentle smile using Britney’s face.

Conrad looked around subconsciously.

Esme said, “You can stop searching. The person that asked you out is Britney, but the person that came is me.”

Conrad looked at her, infuriated. “What did you do to her?”

“You were not like that in the past!” Esme said disappointingly. “You’re not worried about me… Why would you be worried about a stranger?”

Conrad had just wanted to turn and leave when an empowering scent appeared in the air and began to dominate his mind.

Esme held him. “You shouldn’t have stayed with Fia. She won’t bring you any success. All she will bring you are problems!”

“You’re so disgusting!” Conrad pushed her away and he quickly walked over to his car with brain fog.

He had only taken a few steps before his legs gave way.

The drug was much more powerful than the one before.

Esme smiled and said, “Stop resisting. We’re the ones that were supposed to be together. Everything I do is so that everything can return to how it’s supposed to be.”

“I’ll kill you!” Conrad growled in disgust as his body collapsed on the car.

Esme raised her phone and searched for the right angle before taking a picture and sending it out.

Fia sat up in the darkness. She couldn’t stop herself from crying when she saw the picture Esme sent.

Fia asked, “If I didn’t marry Conrad all those years ago, would you treat my mom and me well just like in the distant past?”

Beth remembered her past with her sister Echo and said, “I’ve always been unhappy with your mother! Your grandmother had always favored your mother! Why would she always put your mother first?”

Fia said, “But you’re much more fortunate than my mom. Have you ever thought that Grandma simply pitied my mom for her failing health and misfortune?”

“And that makes it right for her to receive more love than me? Because of her own misfortune?” Hatred surfaced on Beth’s expression. “That’s not fair!”

“I see,” Fia said with a sigh. “So that’s what you’ve been thinking all along. Everything about sisterly love is fake.”

Beth looked away. “It’s pointless now that your mother is dead.”

“Then let’s talk about my cousin then. Can she really get away with everything while she lives as someone else?” Fia stood up and then looked at her.

“Have you thought about something? That you and uncle will become a burden to her?”

Fia was filled with dispassion despite her usual compassionate self.

It was as if she had become someone else.