Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

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Chapter 1237

Even after pressing the doorbell several times, no one came to the door.

Adrian and Irene went from being giddily excited to disappointed.

“Adrian, why isn’t Uncle Maxwell opening the door?”

“Perhaps he’s not at home?” Adrian raised his head and looked at Fia. “Mommy, why are you staring at the door?”

Taking a deep breath, Fia said, “Perhaps he’s not at home. Let’s go home.”

Adrian asked, “But Mommy, you’re here because you have something to talk to Uncle Maxwell, right?”

“No, it’s nothing really.” Fia did not want to get involved anymore.

Conrad was a grown adult. If he had noticed something was off from the injection, he would have given Silas a call.

“Mommy, let’s press the doorbell one last time!” Irene looked at Fia insistently.

Fia sighed and gave in. “Alright. Just one last time.”

Meanwhile, in Conrad’s kitchen.

Conrad was laying on the floor helplessly. He had wanted to find something to eat in the kitchen but his body

suddenly turned numb, which made him fall to the floor.

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Struggling to sit up straight on the floor, Conrad snickered at himself. “Heh…I’m so useless…”

Then, he heard the doorbell. He tried to stand up but he could not.

Feeling frustrated, Conrad hammered on his legs with his fist. “Conrad, you’re such a failure!”

“Uncle Maxwell! Are you home?” Irene sounded so disappointed.

“Uncle Maxwell! Uncle!” Adrian knocked on the door as hard as he could.

“1”

Conrad’s eyes lit up as he heard their voices. He reached a corner and helped himself up against the wall. His

injured leg was still not moving a muscle.

“He’s not at home.” Fia looked at the door while still thinking about that loud thud.

She knew he was at home.

However, it felt wrong coming over right away. It would look like she was concerned about him.

If he thought that she was concerned about him, how would she face him in the future?

“Adrian, Irene, let’s head home first. We’ll find Uncle Maxwell next time.” Fia purposely raised her voice as she

talked to her children.

Conrad took his phone and pressed on the security app. It was an app that would link him to the security camera

and speaker at the door. When he saw that she was leaving, he anxiously turned on his mic to call out to her, “Ms.

Sia, I’m home!”

Fia squinted and did not want to respond to him.

“Mommy! Uncle Maxwell is at home!” Irene was overjoyed to hear his voice.

Adrian, however, noticed something was off. He asked curiously, “But why aren’t you opening the door, Uncle

Maxwell?”

Staring at his phone, Conrad felt a pang of hurt in his heart when he saw Fia’s cold and unwilling face.

“I… I lost my strength and fell to the floor in the kitchen.” Conrad suppressed his heartache and answered the boy.

“Mommy, help him!” Adrian and Irene anxiously looked to their great mommy for help.

Biting her lips, Fia asked, “What’s the password of your home?”

“1126.”

Fia was surprised to hear this. “Why this combination?”

“Is there any problem with it?” Conrad could see a slight change in Fia’s facial expression when she heard that

number.

“No, nothing. I’m just curious.” Fia frustratingly entered the password to open the door.

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Didn’t this man lose his memories? How would he know 1126? Not only that, he even set the password of his door

with these numbers!

When the door was opened, the children hurried to the kitchen like the wind.

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Fia stared at her children speechlessly.

“Mommy, come here quick!” Adrian and Irene tried to carry Conrad but they were too small to carry a fully grown

adult.

Letting out a sigh, Fia said to herself, “I’m doing this for the kids. Yes, for the kids.”

She then walked into the kitchen and grabbed one of his arms to help him up before moving him to a sofa nearby.

All while completely avoiding eye contact with Conrad.

When he was placed on the sofa, he felt as though he was a bag of grain being tossed onto it.

“Mommy, you might hurt him like that,” Irene said dejectedly.

Adrian pulled his sister aside and whispered, “You talk too much.” The children then carefully turned to check if

their mother was angry.

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