Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad) novel Chapter 440

Chapter 440 

“Conrad, do you think… Do you think she could still be alive?” Fia whispered, clutching Conrad’s hand as if holding onto a lifeline. 

Conrad frowned, bringing up his hand to pet her head gently. 

“She’s dead.” 

He pressed a finger to smoothen the furrow between her brows and continued, “She’ll never hurt you again.” 

Fia shook her head, her body trembling as she felt like her nerves were fried from the terror of her dream. 

“It felt so real…!” 

Conrad felt his heart ache at her state, and he carefully pulled her into his arms. 

“Fia, it’s all over now. It was just a dream.” 

A suffocating feeling overwhelmed Fia when she thought about the dream again, and she pushed Conrad 

away. 

“I can’t breathe. Don’t hold me too tightly.” 

Conrad was stunned. He hadn’t been holding her too tightly, but he released his grip on her when he heard 

her words. 

She fumbled around the bed frantically and said, “Where’s my phone? Where is it? I want to listen to my lecture.” 

Listening to her lectures would keep her mind off her dream so she wouldn’t panic so much. 

Conrad picked up her phone from the floor and handed it to her. Fia gripped her phone tightly once she felt it, then tried to straighten out her earbud cords. 

Conrad gently helped her, then plugged it into the phone and her ears. 

Hearing the voice filter into her ears, Fia visibly untensed and gradually calmed down. 

Conrad carried her over to the couch, then pulled back the curtains to let the sunlight shine in. 

Not long after, Fia fell asleep again. 

He stayed with her for a few minutes before walking out of the break room, leaving the door open in case she woke up from a nightmare again. He was afraid he wouldn’t get to her in time if the door was closed. 

After an hour, Fia woke up from her nap feeling better and refreshed. 

She removed her earbuds and listened to the keyboard typing sounds coming from outside, which grounded her. 

“Conrad.” 

Conrad hurriedly turned toward the break room to see Fia standing at the doorway, holding the door frame for support. 

He was momentarily startled, but he quickly gathered himself and walked over to her. 

“When did you wake up? Why didn’t you call me? What if you fell?” 

“It’s fine. The door from the bed isn’t that far, and it was okay to walk the distance.” 

Conrad took her hand in his, and she gripped it tightly. “Help me get to the couch?” 

“Of course.” 

Fia had just sat down when a knock came on the office door. 

Conrad turned and called out, “Come in.” 

Silas walked in, but he hesitated when he saw Fia sitting on the couch. When Conrad saw this, he was inexplicably angry. 

“What is it? Hurry up and say it. Stop stalling,” 

Conrad had long since forgotten that he had instructed Silas to look into Annie’s background. 

Faced with such a fierce tone, Silas reflexively said, “You asked me to look into Annie’s background, and I have the results.” 

Conrad frowned, and somehow he wished he could kill Silas with just his glare.