Chapter 44


    Stop It, She’s Remarrying! By Ster Strands Chapter 44


    “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 stered 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 her.”


    “But…”


    “Mrs. Taylor, you’re getting old. I think it’s time for me to allow you to retire,” Conrad said icily.


    “Master, I’m still tough enough. I still wish to serve you.”


    “Then rest for today!”


    Mrs. Taylor looked at Fia worryingly before being forced to leave.


    “Thank you,


    Fia.” Esme sped her hands together and nodded at Fia. “I’m starving right now.”


    “Fine. Spaghetti, was it?” Fia directly went into the kitchen. She put some cold water into the pot and


    threw the noodles in. She then lit it up.


    Before the water was even boiling and the noodles softened, she simply threw all the seasonings into


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    water.


    A few minutester, Conrad went into the kitchen. Fia was taking the noodles out and was adding


    some


    seasoning.


    He looked at her suspiciously. She was filled with unwillingness earlier, but she was doing it skillfully


    now.


    “Do you need help?” He asked.


    “No. I made some for you as well. You’ll be thrilledter when you eat together.”


    Conrad did not respond.


    Two tes filled with spaghetti that looked delicious ended up in Conrad’s hands. Fia smiled and said, ”


    Enjoy.”


    She then grabbed the pork chop in barbecue sauce Conrad madest night, heated it up, and took it to


    the living room.


    Esme hadn’t even started eating. She simply said with a smile, “The noodles you make look so


    delicious.”


    “Don’t praise me just yet. I haven’t cooked in a long time, after bing Madam Maxwell. I might have


    made some mistakes.”


    “What’s that in your hand?” When Esme saw the pork chop that was badly cooked, her heart skipped a


    beat.


    “This is something nice, cousin!” Fia nced at Conrad.


    Meanwhile, Conrad’s expression changed as he stared at Fia.


    “What kind of a nice thing is this?”


    Esme frowned. Fia must be getting senile… To make things difficult for her in front of Conrad.


    “Conrad, Fia…”


    “This really is something nice. Conrad, who has never cooked, cooked this for mest night.”


    “What?!” Esme couldn’t help but raise her voice. “He can’t cook! How is it…”


    “That’s right. This is something that he made for me although he can’t cook. You remember that I like


    pork chop in barbecue sauce, right?”


    Esme’s expression darkened as she secretly tightened her fists. She couldn’t believe this!


    Conrad had never cooked for her! He would never cook for her!


    “Oh, right. Initially, he made some spaghetti for me too, I didn’t like it, so he made me pork chop to


    Fia then ced the pork chop in front of Esme. “Quick, have a bite. I just reheated it. Since Conrad


    made this, you will absolutely love it.“