Stop It, She’s Remarrying!

Chapter 300

“Fla,” Conrad muttered as he held her cold hand.

His amber eyes slowly turned red.

In that instant, he could empathize with her sorrow and despair.

When he saw how Fia was unable to wake up from her nightmare, he lied on the bed and used his strong arms to keep her close to him. He then rubbed her back.

“It’s just a dream, Fia. It’s okay. Everything will pass. We’ll get our baby back.” His tone was calm and gentle and he continued to whisper in her ears again and again.

Slowly, Fia calmed down as she fell into a deep sleep. © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

When Fia woke up, she saw an Adam’s apple. She was stunned.

“You’re awake?” the man asked her.

Fia wanted to push him away and get out of his arms, but the hospital bed was not wide enough and she almost fell off the bed.

“Careful!” Conrad pulled her back in with a serious expression on his face. “What if you fall?”

Fia looked at him, confused. She then asked, “Why are you on my bed?”

Conrad stared at her for two seconds. He didn’t want to tell her the truth, worried that it would hurt her.

“I didn’t get enough rest lately. When I saw you sleep, I wanted to sleep on the other half of the bed.”

“Go!” Fia pushed him again, but she was getting anxious when she touched the man’s tough chest.

Conrad grabbed her hands and didn’t want to let her go.

“I’m having a slight headache, Fia. Can I sleep for a little bit more?”

“How can you be so shameless all of a sudden? Fine, sleep. I’ll get down.”

Conrad grabbed her by the waist and then buried his face by her neck as he muttered, “Stopped joking. Your body is very weak. You can’t just go wherever you like.”

“It’s because you’re on my bed!”

“Just lend it to me for a while. Just a while. I’m just too tired.”

Fia got worried when she heard the tiredness in his voice and she looked at him.

She saw his face filled with exhaustion, and his eyes were a lot gentler than usual. He looked like a young.

man.

Despite being a man who was almost thirty, he didn’t look old at all. If he were to wear a school uniform, he could probably join the seventeen or eighteen–year–olds back in school.

“What are you looking at?” Conrad asked as he patted her forehead.

Fia gulped and whispered, “Why are you starting to smoke again?”

“I was irritated.”

“About what?” A flash of coldness appeared in Fia’s eyes when she remembered Esme.

She thought that he was aggrieved because of what happened to Esme.

Conrad could feel the woman’s body becoming stiff and he quickly raised her chin.

Their eyes met and he said, “It has nothing to do with Esme.”

“Is that so? Then what are you irritated about?”

“It’s because of you.”

Fia’s heart skipped a beat.

“You keep on saying you want a divorce, and that makes me annoyed.” Conrad tightened his fingers under

her chin and looked at her pale lips. He wanted to love and take care of her.

Fia looked at the man’s face, feeling her heartbeat accelerating, and she was getting hotter.

Just as he was getting closer to her lips, she suddenly got her senses back and slapped him.

“Ouch,” Conrad muttered out of pain and held his face,

Fia looked at him with a cold expression as she sat up.

“Get down! Otherwise, I’ll ring the bell and tell Evans to come over and change my room!”