Stop It, She’s Remarrying!

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Chapter 547

…All she could do was draw a sketch of a design for him.

Yet, the designs that cout of this examination were beyond fantastic.

Conrad felt fortunate to have uncovered her talent early. If not, there would be so many men fighting viciously just to get her.

Fia, feeling itchy from all his sweet nothings, lightly pushed him away. “Then, what about my certificate? I have graduated, haven’t I?”

“It’s right here.” Conrad took a laminated document from the bedside. table and handed it to her. “Have a look.”

Fia sat up as she held her graduation certificate in her hands. She put it near her face, almost as if she wanted to glue it onto her face.

Even though she could only see a tiny bit of it, she was already beyond satisfied and happy.

After so many years of regret, she was now finally a graduate! A graduate from a college!

Conrad looked at his wife ogling at her certificate. He thought it was because she could not see so she had to stick it to her face to feel it.

Seeing this, he felt really bad for her as he patted her head gently.

“Fia, if you want, after I’m done with work in a few days, let’s go overseas to seek treatment for your eyes.”

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“Then, let’s go to Mapleland!” Fia sounded overjoyed. “I want to visit Eileen!”

“Sure.”

“Thank you, Conrad!”

She wanted to bring this certificate along with her, to share her joy with Eileen.

She would not fall behind. She wanted to improve herself alongside

her best friend!

Conrad continued patting her head gently. “Let’s head downstairs, shall we?”

“Sure!”

Fia carefully put her certificate away and allowed Conrad to carry her

downstairs.

Then, suddenly, she heard a familiar voice calling out to her. “Dear

Madam!”

“It’s Mrs. Taylor!”

Fia was overjoyed as she looked toward Mrs. Taylor.

Although the old lady’s leg had not completely recovered, Mrs. Taylor was already allowed out of the hospital, provided that she used a crutch for walking.

Standing in the living room with her crutch, Mrs. Taylor looked at the couple with tears in her eyes.

“I’m alright now. From now on, I will take care of you both with Mrs. Whitley.”

Fia understood that Mrs. Taylor could not bear to take a day off. So, it might be best for her to come back.

Fia beamed. “Welcback, Mrs. Taylor! However, you must not overwork yourself. You still need to take care of your leg. Only after it’s all healed up will you be able to take care of us properly.”

Mrs. Whitley responded warmly, “Don’t you worry, Mr. and Madam Maxwell. I’ll keep a close eye on her. Not even a heap of sand would

trip her, I can promise you that!”

The house, thus, becmuch livelier after Mrs. Taylor’s return.

At first, Fia was worried that Mrs. Taylor and Mrs. Whitley might not get along. However, after a while, she was glad to be wrong.

For the next few days, Fia decided to stay at hto see if things. would go well. And she would hear the two old ladies happily chatting away about what their dear Mr. and Madam Maxwell’s favourite food were, or about how they’d take turns to look after the children the

couple would have in the future. They even talked about the details about how they’d bathe the children and coddle them to sleep in their baby beds.

Other than that, the old ladies also talked about the stories in their youth.

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There was never a dull day for them, having each other as company.

After seeing off a client, Conrad walked back into the company, and he saw two people hand-in-hand, walking toward him.

“Good day, Mr. Maxwell.”

These two seemed polite enough.

Conrad responded with a cold nod before walking away.

Annie felt dissatisfied as she let go of Britney’s hand and chased after him.

“Mr. Maxwell, we need to talk.”

Conrad glared at Annie coldly.

“What do you need to talk about?”

“About Fia’s dad.”

Meanwhile, Britney was standing idly nearby, smirking as she looked at Annie.

This little vixen, Annie, looked as sly as that little Lola back then. How pathetic!

“Mr. Maxwell, I’ll just need a few minutes. Just a few minutes!”

Annie spoke enthusiastically.

Conrad looked at his watch and nodded, not even bothering to move away to a new location that was more suitable for a conversation.” Speak

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