Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad)
Chapter 1107

Chapter 1107

"Silas, before I lost my memory, did I really have a good relationship with Felicity?"Conrad was very suspicious. Silas swallowed. "I am not too sure."

"My mother said that we were childhood sweethearts. Why don't I have any memories of that?" Conrad asked.

Silas thought of how Beryl was extremely kind to Conrad now.

Every time he went to see her, she would cook for him. She was no longer cold with vitriolic mannerisms like she was in the past.

He did not dare to mention to Conrad what his mother was like in the past.

No matter how terrible Beryl was, he knew that Conrad had always seen her as his mother, and also hoped in his heart that she could be a normal mother.

Now Beryl was a normal mother, and it was like this particular regret that Conrad had before

was no more.

Even if Beryl had her own personal agenda, as long as she didn't harm Conrad, it was fine.

However, in matters of the heart, he still did not like Conrad following Beryl's arrangements blindly.

"Sir, if you don't like Miss Parker, you don't have to listen to what your mother says." Conrad was a little stunned. "Isn't she my mother? As a son, I should be filial."

Silas felt stuffed. These five years, Beryl did well acting as a good mother and could be considered to have brainwashed Mr. Maxwell.

Conrad said, "She likes Felicity a lot."

"Sir, marriage is for life. It is not as simple as a business collaboration," Silas earnestly advised.

"There isn't much difference, is there?"

Conrad rubbed his temples, suddenly feeling extremely annoyed.

Silas reminded him, "Tomorrow is Mrs. Parker's birthday. Your mother will be joining the event. When the time comes, it will be inevitable that your marriage with Miss Parker will be brought up." "Then, we'll just get engaged first." Conrad had a nonchalant look.

He did not understand what "like" was, nor did he wish to understand.

In his eyes, Felicity was gentle and capable and was able to gain his mother's favor. It was sufficient that his mother liked her.

***

At the airport.

A woman was wearing a black tunic, down jacket, and yoga pants, and her dark brown short boots made a crisp sound when she stepped on the ground.

Her black hair was tied up into a tall bun. She gave off a strong aura, as if telling people not to get close.

She held a child in each hand, one girl and one boy.

The two of them looked like her. They were extremely fair, one dressed in black and one dressed in white, looking like two dumplings.

The two of them were complaining. "It's so cold here."

The woman said, "It's winter, so it's cold."

"However, it isn't cold on the island. Every day is hot," Adrian said.

"The island is near the equator, so it's hot all year round." The woman guided them along the road as she explained, "There are many cities where there are four seasons. It's warm during spring, hot during summer, cool during fall, and cold during winter."

Along the way, quite a few people stared at the two cute kids while being extremely curious of how the lady in sunglasses looked.

"Mommy, there are so many people watching us." Irene shook Fia's hand as she spoke childishly.

"How uneducated!" Fia harrumphed, raising her chin.

Fia swept a glance at those people. Thinking of how the two children had always been on the island, Irene feeling fearful was quite normal.

She bent down and carried Irene.

Adrian instantly felt aggrieved. "Mommy, why did you only carry Irene?"

"You've seen the world. You're not afraid." She smiled at Adrian, and held her son's hand tightly.

"Hmph! Exactly. I'm better than my sister!" Adrian walked with his head held high, occasionally meeting the gaze of those passersby.

Fia was tickled by him, and shook his hand and said, "You can't be like this. Although a man has to be brave, you also need to be a little restrained."

"Alright." Adrian tucked in his little tummy and lowered his head a little, instantly appearing much like a simple kid and more honest.