Chapter 392
Fia then asked, confused, “You doubted her since then? Is that why you personally sent her to prison?”
“Correct.”
Now faced with Conrad’s honesty, Fia didn’t know how to face him.
“I know that you still don’t trust me, but I can prove myself to you in the future!”
Fia’s eyes blinked. “No one knows what will happen in the future.”
“Fia, her death has nothing to do with you. Don’t worry about it.”
He understood her now. No matter how cold she looked, she was still that same, kind woman.
Not to mention that Esme had pretended to be her big sister. Of course, she would have some good memories with her.
Fia could feel the pain in her chest as if she had been exposed.
Her eyes opened wide, but she couldn’t see him. All she could hear was his breathing.
She then asked, “Are you sad that she died?”
Conrad looked into Fia’s empty eyes. He wanted to tell her that he didn’t feel sad. To tell her that he hadn’t vented off all his fury yet.
How could Fia suffer so much while she escaped

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