Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad) novel Chapter 465

Chapter 465 

He didn’t have to pick up the fresh clothes himself, right? 

Conrad zoomed home with his gray Maybach. He quickly headed 

up and took out her luggage. He found the photo album. 

He flipped to the back. The picture of the three of them had disappeared. 

He held the album tightly as annoyance filled his amber eyes. 

“What are you up to, Fia?” 

He couldn’t understand why. He returned to the hospital and didn’t know what to say to Fia. 

Mrs. Whitley had already finished feeding her and she gave Silas 

a look. 

Silas said, “Mr. Maxwell, you seem to have a lot of work lately. Do you want me to take care of the madam in your stead?” 

“What are you talking about?!” Mrs. Whitley rolled her eyes at her son. “Mr. Maxwell, if you’re busy, let me take care of the madam for you.” 

That stupid son of hers… How could he be the one to take care of the madam?! Mr. Maxwell might get jealous and think that Silas had something for his wife! 

Silas only realized it afterward and said, “That’s not what I meant, sir! I’m treating the madam the same as you. I…” 

“It’s fine.” Conrad looked at Fia, who was not talking. She got emotional easily. If someone else were to take care of her, she 

might let her mind wander again. 

Fia was already unhappy. When she heard Conrad refused Silas and Mrs. Whitley’s offer, she felt a bit better. 

She said, “You should eat, Conrad.” 

“Alright.” 

Mrs. Whitley quickly gave him his meal. 

“Eat more, Mr. Maxwell. Let me know if there’s something else you want to eat!” 

“Thanks,” Conrad said as he received the food. However, he couldn’t really enjoy his meal as he had something haunting him. 

When Silas and Mrs. Whitley left, Conrad whispered to Silas when he sent the two of them off. “Silas, check where the anonymous package was couriered from.” 

Silas nodded. “Sure!” 

Fia then asked Conrad as soon as came back in, “What’s inside the package?” 

He raised his eyes and answered calmly, “Ford bought a lighter and couriered it to me.” 

“Why didn’t he give it to you directly? He couriered it over? You’re all in Gryphon… That’s weird.” 

“He went overseas lately.” 

“I see.” Fia pretended not to be suspicious and stopped asking. 

Conrad looked at the glass of water in the bed cabinet. “Do you want to have a drink?” 

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“No. Mrs. Whitley just fed me some soup.” 

“Are you full?” 

“I am. Since I can only sleep like this, I can feel my stomach 

hurting.” 

When Conrad heard that, his arm went under her and over her 

stomach. 

“What are you doing?” She was shocked. But before she could say anything else, he had already picked her up. By holding her this way, he wouldn’t touch the wounds on her back. 

Fia looked at the floor. It was all white and blurry. 

“I’ll help you up for a walk. Helps with digestion,” Conrad said earnestly. 

Fia didn’t know what to say as she wasn’t sure if she should laugh out loud. “It only helps my digestion if I walk. You’re the one reaping the benefits by picking me up like this.” 

Conrad felt somewhat awkward. “What should I do then?”