“Alright. Other than the project, is there anything else that you’re not happy with?”Fia bit the inside of her mouth again and said, “I want you to remain unmarried for the next three years. Can you do that?”Conrad was taken aback. “What?”“The three years that I married to you is also time that I spent. Why should you be free to find your own happiness?”“That’s not right,” Conrad said instinctively.“Then forget about it.”“…”Conrad frowned and said, “Your grandma taught you that?”Fia moved her eyes away. “No one taught me that.”“Fia… I can begin a divorce through legal means.”“Ha!” She let out a stiff smile.“We have to be separated for half a year, at least, or one of us has to do something that breaks the marriage.”She then continued with a sneer. “With that yearning of yours, can you even keep your hands to yourself for half a year?”Conrad felt like he had just been given a slap across the face.“Oh, right. You can go look for my cousin…” Fia looked at him w

“Aren’t you not feeling well, Mrs. Taylor? I wouldn’t dream of asking you to do it. Fia could do it.” Esme didn’t let go of the opportunity, an innocent smile plastered on her face. “Let’s see… If you make me the spaghetti, I’ll pay you the same price that a Michelin-grade restaurant charges.”Esme pressed on knowing that she had the advantage and didn’t even let Fia have a breather.“I’ll do it,” Mrs. Taylor said.“You’re going to be on leave for the rest of the day,” Conrad said in a stern voice.“This is not suitable, Master Maxwell.” Mrs. Taylor was filled with regret. If she had known that this would happen, she would not have made up an excuse.“There’s no such thing. Esme’s her cousin and her guest. She has a duty to take care of her needs.”Fia was so angry that she was shaking, and she was controlling how hard she was tightening her fists.“It’s okay, Mrs. Taylor. Have a pleasant holiday.”“Madam…”“It’s fine. I’m the host and she’s the guest. I should take care of he

Esme struggled for a few more seconds before picking up another piece with a fork and then putting it into her mouth. At the next second, she could not help but grab at her chest in pain.She spat out the pork chop and said, “I’m… I’m really not feeling that comfortable. I really can’t eat any more of this.”“Fine. Don’t come to me for the time being.” Conrad stood up and walked out of the door. He didn’t care how Esme was pleading with him. He simply called the Manning household’s driver over and had him take her away.“Conrad! I couldn’t sleep the entire night because I was thinking of you! Why are you so cruel to me?!” Esme grabbed Conrad’s arm when the driver pushed the wheelchair by him on the way out.Conrad suddenly remembered how Fia had been looking at him lately. The looks she gave him were filled with disdain. He looked at the crying woman before he felt himself gasping for air. He pulled his arm away and roared at the driver. “Take her back!”Esme instantly became quie

When Fia saw those words, she felt somewhat comforted.After accompanying her mom and grandma for the whole day, Fia grabbed a cab and went home around five in the evening.“Mrs. Taylor, is he back?”“Master Maxwell isn’t back yet. He must be busy at work.”“Right.”When Mrs. Taylor saw the expectation on Fia’s face dissipated, she quickly said, “If there’s anything urgent, you can call him directly. He’ll pick it up.”“No need.” Fia lowered her eyes and remembered the baby in her womb.During lunch in the hospital, she lost her appetite thanks to the scent of sanitizers. She was starving now.“Mrs. Taylor, I’m hungry.”“I’ve already finished cooking. It’s your favorite.”Fia happily followed Mrs. Taylor into the dining room. Mrs. Taylor removed the cover and said, “I’ve prep

Fia could no longer maintain her cool and opened her eyes, glaring at Conrad.“Why?”“It belongs to me. I can give it to whomever I want!” Conrad said with cold eyes.Fia suddenly remembered something. “It’s her birthday today.”When he saw the misgivings in her eyes calm, Conrad felt like he was a jester.“You’re right. It’s yours. You can give it to whoever you want, even the entire company.”Fia turned around and looked at the other side. She didn’t want to see him again.Conrad felt his anger reach its tipping point as he pulled her up.“Why are you doing this?!”Fia frowned. She could feel the pain in her arm as he pulled her.She raised her head and said, “Can you please stop? It’s the middle of the night.”“And who’s the one that started this?!”He grabbed her by the neck. He didn’t put any strength into it, but it was firm enough to make her immobile.Fia looked at him, shocked. This was the first time she was seeing him being this violent.“I gave you the wedding