Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad) novel Chapter 1110

Chapter 1110 

Conrad, who was labeled a cheat, was stunned. 

How did he end up being a cheat? 

He didn’t call the child over! 

It was the child who came running over! 

“Mommy, this mister is a lame,” Adrian muttered softly. 

Fia replied, “Who knows whether it’s true or false?!” 

She was a little angry as she looked at the man her son labeled lame. 

If not for wearing sunglasses, her trembling eyes would have been noticed by Conrad. 

She stared at Conrad as all the messy things of the past came rushing back to her and hatred overflowed! 

Her hand grabbed the dagger at the back of her waist. 

“Mommy, this mister isn’t a cheat. I can tell.” Adrian sized up Conrad in detail and looked at him pitifully. 

Conrad frowned. Although he could not see the girl’s entire face, nor could he see her eyes… He felt that something was not quite right. This woman had murderous intentions toward him. He reckoned that she was worried about her soon, and thought that he was acting lame to kidnap and sell him off! 

“Mommy.” Adrian noticed his mother reaching for the dagger and grabbed her other hand. 

Fia lowered her head, trembling. Looking at her innocent son, her messy thoughts were pulled back to reality. 

“Adrian, you should not have gotten out of the car.” 

“Mommy, don’t get angry. We’ll go back to the car now!” Adrian really felt that the lame mister was really pitiful to have also been misunderstood by his 

mommy. 

Mommy loved him and Irene. Hopefully she wouldn’t kill the pitiful lame mister in a moment of anger. 

No one understood their son like a mother. How could Fia not understand her son’s kindness? 

The person before her was Conrad. How did he become lame? 

Out of curiosity, her gaze landed on him and saw the cane in his hand. 

She frowned and found it a little unbelievable. 

Her gaze landed on his legs. She saw how his right leg clearly was not straight like his left and he was entirely dependent on the cane to keep him up. 

When she stabbed him, she did not injure his leg. 

Could it be his enemy who had injured him? 

“Your leg…” 

Her voice turned hoarse without her control. 

Conrad frowned, wanting to see her eyes through her sunglasses. 

Why did this woman’s voice make him feel like his blood was pumping? 

These five years, even Felicity had never made him feel like this. 

Furthermore, this foreign lady sounded a little like Felicity. 

Felicity’s voice was more crisp, while this woman’s voice was laced with coolness. 

Cool yet with a hint of weakness. 

It was a very melodious voice that made him hooked. If she became a broadcaster, she could charm everyone.