Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad) novel Chapter 720

Chapter 720 

But no matter how terrible she was, in this incomplete home, besides his grandfather, his mother was the only family he had. 

If possible, he hoped that his mother could put down all her crooked thoughts, properly accept Fia, and live with her peacefully. 

At the family residence, the housekeeper came flying over to open the car door. 

“Master Maxwell, you’re back.” 

Conrad nodded, opened the door to the passenger seat, and helped Fia out of the car. 

“Where is my mother now?” 

“Madam is upstairs. I’ll report to her.” The housekeeper was very happy. His Master and Young Madam had not returned for a long time and this residence was too lonely. How nice it would be if they could return more often. 

“No need. We’ll go up ourselves,” Conrad said. 

“Alright, sure. My wife and I will go and buy some food. In the afternoon, we can have a meal together with the both of you.” 

Conrad looked at Fia, respectfully asking for her opinion. “Do you want to stay for lunch?” 

“Sure,” Fia agreed. 

The housekeeper called his wife and they happily went shopping. 

The bodyguards in the courtyard saw the both of them and respectfully greeted them. “Mr. Maxwell, Mrs. Maxwell.” 

Conrad was in a good mood, so he said, “Today, all of you can be on leave. You can return at night for duty.” 

“Thank you, Mr. Maxwell. Thank you, Mrs. Maxwell!” The few bodyguards were quite happy and planned to 

return home and visit their own families. 

Seeing them leave, Fia smiled faintly. “Looks like it is tying them up by making them work here.” 

Conrad said, “Just the housekeeper and nanny alone is insufficient to keep her in line.” 

Conrad held Fia’s hand as they went upstairs, finding Beryl in the living room on the second floor. 

Like a drunk woman, she was leaning on the sofa, her hair in a mess, her clothes untidy, and her mouth full of curses. 

Those words were very unpleasant to hear. She was scolding a man who let her down, scolding an unfilial son, and scolding a despicable tramp. 

Conrad’s face instantly turned extremely unsightly as he let go of Fia’s hand and strode forward, picking up a rug on the ground and throwing it on Beryl. 

Beryl regained some of her senses and sat up with the support of the sofa and she looked at Conrad. 

“Son? My son, you’ve come to see me!” 

She happily stood up. “Have you forgiven me, and you won’t keep me prisoned here?” 

Conrad looked at her half muddled eyes. She had tears falling just like when he was young, the sorrow 

and despair she had when she did not manage to wait for the return of her husband. 

He could not help but soften. Fia said she wanted to come and see you, fearful that you are not living well,” 

Beryl frowned and her shaky vision noticed Fia nearby. Because of the alcohol, her brain was slow and she shouted, “Despicable tramp!” 

“Shut up!” Conrad was enraged and ashamed.