Conrad wiped his face as he was getting more and more agitated. He didn’t know where this agitation came from.
He became agitated when he saw her cry.
He became agitated when he saw her becoming distant toward him.
He became even more agitated when he saw her showing her pitiful face to Jason.
He didn’t know if it was because of his identity as her husband.
He loved Esme for so many years and could not forget her for the past three years.
He was happy when he knew she had returned.
The person he loved should still be Esme.
But… Why was Fia able to affect his emotions?
He stared at Fia’s once beautiful eyes. They were red and swollen.
Her nose and her cheeks were all red, just like when she was little.
Once they were divorced and they were no longer husband and wife, he would no longer feel agitated.
Once they were divorced, he would feel nothing because he was no longer her husband. He would no longer care who was getting close to her.
Yes! That must be the case!
“Enough talking through your emotions, Fia,” he said dispassionately. “There’s nothing left to be said about the divorce. Let me go, and I’ll let you go too. We’ll have our own…”
The few visitors who were walking by were shocked.
Fia looked at her throbbing palm. She couldn’t believe that she had just slapped Conrad.
Conrad also couldn’t believe that he had just been slapped by her. He even touched his face. It was slightly painful.
“You hit me?”
“Yes, I did!” Fia controlled her trembling hand. She could also feel movement in her stomach, so she quickly sat down on a chair in the corridor.
No matter how angry she was, she could not hurt her child.
She took a deep breath and tried her best to control her emotions. She could not allow her negative
emotions to take control of her.
“You’re too cruel, Conrad,” she muttered as her head hung low and her tears dropped on the floor.
“My mom and my grandma are on the brink of death! But all you care about is the divorce! If it isn’t the divorce, it’s the project! All you care about is Esme Manning! If something happens to them… All of you are murderers!”
Conrad frowned. “…”
Just then, the door to the operation theater opened, and Jason walked over as he removed his mask.
He gave Conrad a stony stare and then crouched down in front of Fia, asking her worryingly, “How are you feeling?”
Fia was getting nervous as she moved her hand away from her belly. “How’s my mom?”
“She’s fine for now,” Jason said and paused for a moment. “But I can’t guarantee that she’ll stay like this. You need to be prepared.”
Echo’s cancer was worse than what they had first thought. It was spreading quickly.
He didn’t even dare discuss with Fia about how much time she had left.
Fia looked at Jason and the concern he had for her as a doctor.
She frowned and wanted to ask more about her mother, but the sound of urgent footsteps came from the other side of the corridor.
“Doctor Evans, emergency with patient number 5!”
Fia glared with wide eyes. “Patient number 5?”
That was her grandmother.
She quickly stood up and wanted to run toward her grandma’s ward.
Jason held her arm and said, “Careful.”
“Let go of her!” Conrad was like an angered lion and grabbed Fia’s other arm.
The two men looked at each other with irritated eyes.
“Mr. Maxwell, as a husband that keeps on thinking about another woman and keeps sending his wife’s family into the operation theater, what right do you think…”
The nurse urgently cut him off and said, “Doctor Evans, the patient is not going to make it!”
Jason frowned and realized that he had crossed the line. He immediately let go of Fia.