Stop It, She’s Remarrying!

Chapter 301

“Down!”

“Fine,” Conrad said as he massaged his face and got down the bed.

Fia sighed in relief. She was upset, but his good attitude could easily make her change her opinion. She didn’t want to be easily manipulated by him anymore.

“About that…” Conrad took out something from the drawer, his face red, and his eyes shifted to Fia’s stomach. “It’s almost time to change your pad.”

Fia’s heart which was beating erratically just a moment ago started beating faster again, and her whole face turned red.

She grabbed her thin blanket and stared at Conrad with suspicious eyes.

“Who told you that?!”

“Doctor Hall told me about it.”

“She’s really…” Fia didn’t even know where to start.

She knew that Sally was doing it for her benefit since Conrad was her husband and he should be taking full care of her. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

However, her relationship with Conrad was different from that of a common husband and wife. She didn’t dare to make him take care of her.

“I’ll take you there.” Conrad didn’t wait for her to speak as he bent down, one of his arms going under hers and another under her legs, and he easily picked her up and made his way to the washroom.

Fia didn’t dare to move as she shrank back.

The washroom came with both a squat toilet and an ordinary toilet. Conrad put her on the toilet and passed her the pad.

“Can you do it? Do you need my help?”

“Get out!” Fia was blushing. She didn’t know why he suddenly became so patient, gentle, and attentive.

“Doctor Hall told me to take good care of you.”

“Get out!” Fia was becoming agitated. How could she change her pad with him around.

She couldn’t pretend to be his daughter who needed her dad to watch over her while she changed.

She couldn’t do it no matter what. She’d rather ram herself into the wall!

Conrad frowned. Seeing that she couldn’t let it go, he sighed.

“Looks like you still don’t believe that I just want to be in a husband–and–wife relationship with you.”

“Can you please go out for now?!” Fia almost roared.

“Don’t get angry. I’ll go out now. Call for me if there’s anything. I’ll be right out there.” Conrad turned around and left but not before closing the door behind him. He then listened carefully to what was happening inside, worried that she might trip.

Several meters away, there was the sound of running water. He quickly opened the door.

“What are you doing?!” Fia was shocked by his action. She was halfway through pulling her pants up and it

was very awkward.

Conrad was calm, quickly taking a step forward and helping her pull her pants up.

Fia gritted her teeth. She imagined that he was a nurse!

If he, the CEO of a huge company, wasn’t embarrassed or grossed out by this, what was she afraid of?

Conrad once again picked her up and brought her near the basin.

“Don’t move,” he said as he held her hands under the tap. The water that he used to help her wash her hands was at the right temperature.

He pressed the bottle for some soap and he washed her fingers one by one earnestly.

When Fia saw the scene in the mirror, her eyes became wet.

A tall and handsome man was protecting her from behind, gently washing her hands. It was such a precious image to her.

“Alright, we’re done.”

He bent down before bringing her hands to the dryer to dry them.

Fia felt strange as she mumbled, “The air’s so dry and my hands will become dry soon enough. Do I have

to?”

“It’s better if we dry it this way and it won’t take much time,” Conrad said as he pulled his arms back and hugged her even tighter.

Fia’s back was up against his chest, and she blushed again.

“Can we do this quickly? I’m getting tired!”

“Done.” Loneliness flashed through Conrad’s eyes. She was so heartless. She didn’t even let him hug her for an extra minute.

Once Fia was back on the bed, she turned to look at Conrad who walked toward the window.

Suddenly, she said, “Stop smoking. You know your stomach isn’t doing well.”