Chapter 1177

“Mommy!” Irene shook Fia’s arm, trying to plead with her, feeling so bad for poor Conrad.

Fia said in frustration, “That antiseptic’s alcohol concentration is too high. It’s not suitable to be used to clean an open wound!”

“Then, help him, Mommy!” Adrian said with a sob, “Uncle already has a bad leg. Are you going to ruin his hand too?”

“…”

Fia looked at her son speechlessly. To be frank, she couldn't care less about Conrad’s bleeding hand. She’d even be happier if it got ruined! There was no need to sympathize with a jerk like him!

Still, her children were kind and good-hearted. She did not have the heart to make them think that they had a demon as their mother. So…

“Come here!”

Fia ordered Conrad coldly. Hearing this, he limped over and sat next to her. He did not dare to sit too close to her, fearing that he might upset her.

Glancing at his leg, Fia asked coldly, “You’re so filthy rich. Can’t you get someone to heal your damn leg?”

“Thanks for your concern. But don’t worry,