Chapter 522


    Chapter 522


    Peter pried away Esme’s hand that was around him and mmed the wine ss on the bar counter


    heavily.


    “I have something to do. I’m going up.”


    “Sure.” Esme looked at him strangely. Why did she feel like he was thinking of someone else?


    There should only be one person in his heart.


    Her.


    For her, he had transformed from a teacher to a rat, forced to do things that could nevere to light.


    Peter walked into his study. He pulled the curtains and made an overseas call.


    A gentle woman picked up his call and happily called out, “Brother! You finally called!”


    His eyes showed some warmth, which was quite rare. “Did you do anything unhappytely?”


    The person on the other side hesitated and said, “It’s nothing. It’s just that I’m a bit busy and tired.”


    “I told you not to be a doctor, but you didn’t listen.”


    “Don’t talk about me! What about you? Why did you give up on being a university lecturer and


    bing a zoologist? It has been a long time since you came back and apanied me and our


    parents!”


    “One more month. After I’m done here, I’ll head home.”


    “Then, are you leaving again?”


    Peter gave it a thought and said, “I won’t. I’ll stay at home and


    apany you all after this.”


    “Really?”


    “I won’t lie to you.”


    “Then, I’ll tell our parents about this, so that…”


    “Don’t tell them about this just yet.”


    “Ah, you want to give them a surprise!”


    “Yeah.”


    The person on the other side paused a while and said, “Then, after you’re home, please don’t fight with


    Dad again. His body has been getting worse in the past few years.”


    ”


    Violence shed through his eyes as he nodded. “Sure. I understand.”


    He then hung up the call as he remembered his father. He was a prodigy in the business field. But


    twenty years ago, when he and his sister were still little, someone framed him and hispany went


    bankrupt. He lost his legs back then as well.


    He would have revenge for his family.


    —


    The doorbell rang. Mrs. Whitley went over and opened the door.


    When she saw the person outside, she was ted and quickly opened the door widely.


    “Come in, Mr. Maxwell.”


    Conrad looked at her hesitantly and asked, “How is she? Did she have her medicine?”


    Mrs. Whitley nodded. When she saw him refusing toe in, she pulled him in.


    “Mr. Maxwell, now that you’re here, go in and apany the madam. I’ll whip something up.”


    Conrad frowned and said, “She probably doesn’t want to see me.”


    “No, she won’t. I’ve exined everything to her. Doctor Sally called and exined it too, so she knows


    that this has nothing to do with you.”


    Even when Mrs. Whitley said that, Conrad still didn’t dare to go to the


    bedroom to disturb Fia.


    He was worried that she would get upset when she saw him and made her sickness worse.


    He stood in the living room hesitating until he heard Mrs. Whitley cooking in the kitchen.


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    The smell of the cooking made him walk toward the bedroom door.


    The bedroom door was open, and so was the curtain. He could see everything inside clearly.


    She was covering herself with a nket, showing only her head. He couldn’t tell if she was sad or


    happy.


    Maybe because it was too quiet and she couldn’t see, her hearing had be very sensitive.


    He stood outside the door for a few minutes until the woman inside the bedroom asked, “Are you going


    to give up on me?”


    Conrad quickly walked over as her words stabbed his heart.


    But when he saw her lying there by the bedside when he got there, he didn’t dare to take another step


    closer.


    “No.”


    Fia turned her head to the side and looked in his direction.


    “Then, why won’t youe in? Why won’t you exin it to me?”