Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad) novel Chapter 911

Chapter 911

Fia sensed that something was wrong with his emotions, and she couldn’t help but become

nervous.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Evans! I… I forgot some things. If what I said is offensive to you, please don’t take it too seriously! Just treat it as some mindless rambling of a madwoman!”

“It’s okay,” Jason said as he tightened his grip. “I’ll explain everything to Director Parker and do my best to clear Conrad’s name.”

“Thank you! Then, is there anything I can do for you?” Fia asked excitedly.

Jason looked at her. He wanted her to hug him, even if just once.

But he didn’t need to even consider it because she would refuse him.

There was no need for him to ask for the impossible.

“You’ve already done enough by not pursuing a case against my mom for hurting you, Fia. If there’s nothing else, I’ll return to my room now.”

Fia was stunned for a moment before saying, “Alright, I’ll have Sophia send you back.”

“It’s alright. She needs to take care of you. I’ll have the doctor and nurse send me back.”

Once he was back in his ward, Jason lay on his bed. Garrett and Clarice quickly came over once they found out that he went to see Fia. Both kept asking him questions out of worry.

“Let’s just change hospitals,” he said coldly after he got tired of the questions.

“Did the woman tell you to transfer to another hospital?!” Clarice said with anguish. “What else did she say to you?!”

“This has nothing to do with her. I just don’t want to stay here,” Jason said as he closed his eyes and continued calmly. “If I stay here, I’ll keep on thinking that she’s in this hospital too and keep on wanting to disturb her.”

Garrett and Clarice exchanged a complicated look with each other, unable to speak.

“You don’t want me to act like a clown either, right?” Jason said.

In the afternoon, Conrad came with dishes that Mrs. Taylor and Mrs. Whitley had prepared. He also brought Sophia some food.

He gave Sophia her food and whispered, “Anything happened in the morning?”

Sophia glanced at Fia who was sitting against the bedhead, scared to say anything.

Conrad’s body froze slightly as his amber eyes deepened. He set up the dishes on the side table and he asked in a faint voice, “What did you chat about?”

“I told him that I’ll forget that his mother had ever hurt me. In return, he’ll clear up suspicion on you,” Fia said without hiding anything.

“But he’s the victim! If he can say anything on your behalf, it’ll be better for you,” Fia said as she grabbed the fork and spoon from him. She used the spoon to take a spoonful of soup and took a sip.