Chatper 1044


    Chapter 1044


    Fia watched Britney make the bed expressionlessly and when she was done, she said faintly, ” Thank


    you.”


    “If there’s anything you need, you can tell me the next time I send food.” After Britney finished


    speaking, she got ready to leave.


    “You said you wanted to marry Peter. Is it for real or is it fake?” Fia suddenly asked.


    She was curious why Britney would work with Esme. Could it be that Esme agreed to her marrying


    Peter?


    Britney turned around and sat by the side.


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    Her gaze was calm as she looked at Fia, speaking without hiding anything. “When I returned, it was


    true that I was full of hope toward all of you.”


    Fia was speechless. She no longer believed in Britney. All the words she said, regardless of whether


    they were true or false, were just words she could listen to but not take to heart.


    “However, you all made me lose hope. No one could fix my looks, and no one could bring down Esme


    to restore my innocence.”


    Britney smiled ironically. “I could only find other ways.”


    Fia replied, “Is working with Esme your rebirth?”


    “I am not working with her. I only needed to show my sincerity in order to gain my redemption.” A hint of


    pain shed through Britney’s eyes as she smiled at Fia. “Remember how I look now. No matter what I


    do in the future, you should be able to understand me.”


    Fia was dumbfounded for a moment, then felt lost.


    Britney left and locked the door, and her footsteps grew distant.


    Fia could not understand what she wanted to do, and was simply toozy to think about it, so sheid


    down on the bed to rest.


    Shortly after, a modted voice of a man sounded. “Are you actually able to fall asleep?”


    Fia opened her eyes. She knew that the room was under surveince and that the other party could


    hear her voice.


    Her tone was calm like still waters without any ripples. “Or what? Should I be seeking death?”.


    The man replied, “Hahahaha! Not bad, you are more interesting than any other woman I’ve met


    before!”


    Fia retorted, “Ha. You’re really good at joking. You don’t even dare to reveal your face.”


    “It is what the n requires. Not showing my face temporarily doesn’t mean that I won’t show my face


    forever.” The manughed for a while before saying lightly, “Who knows, perhaps we will meet


    sometime. You just probably won’t know it’s me.”


    Fia shut her eyes, her heart in suspense.


    That fellow’s voice had been altered and if he appeared before in her reality, it was absolutely


    impossible for her to recognize him.


    He was extremely meticulous and just thinking about it made her panic.


    “Seeing you so calm, I’m afraid that you have forgotten about wanting to take revenge.” The man had


    just finished speaking when the ceiling turned into a liquid crystal TV and yed a news report.


    Ss faced the media and said with a cold expression, “… There is a crack in Mr. and Mrs. Maxwell’s


    rtionship. From today onward, they will go their separate paths. Mr. Maxwell and Miss Thomas have


    deep affection for each other and will have their wedding in three days.”


    Fia shook uncontrobly. Her body suddenly turned cold. Her heart was beating like a drum. All she


    could hear was her own heartbeat.


    In the press conference, Ss turned around and left the moment he finished speaking.


    Fia’s eyes were wide as she watched a very familiar car, driven by Tiger.


    He opened the car door and helped Esme into the backseat, his attitude extremely good. This scene


    was purposely shown for the reporters, who started snapping photos….


    The image was cut short and the ceiling regained its original design.


    The man said faintly, “Your whereabouts are unknown. Your husband has made a one-sided


    announcement that things between the both of you are over and he’s about to marry another woman.


    How are you feeling?”


    Fia bit down hard on the bottom of her lip and within two seconds, the fishy taste of blood filled her


    mouth.


    She wanted to calm down, and did not want her body to tremble or turn cold.


    But even when her lips were bitten to that extent, she was unable to do it.


    She sat up, both eyes bloodshot, as she red into a certain direction.