Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Stella’s movements seemed to stop for a second, but her expression was well-maintained.

“Previously I had some negotiations, and I was just bringing her along to some events.”

“Oh.”

Clarence grabbed her wrist impatiently, “I have made things clear to you, but you are still going to show me this attitude?”

Stella stared at his eyes and said seriously, “I am really grateful that you go out of your way to explain things to me, but… You don’t actually need to explain anything to me since we are going to proceed with divorce proceedings.”

“Isn’t the reason you wanted to divorce me because you thought that she was pregnant and I had cheated on you?”

In the past, he always assumed that Stella had her own motives for going after a divorce, but Nathan had suggested that she might be throwing a tantrum in this regard, and he had advised him to make her feel better.

At that time, he couldn’t think of any reason she could use to throw a tantrum.

That stayed true until the appearance of her little brother.

Seeing that Stella didn’t say a word, Clarence added, “Stella, is it so hard to trust me? I won’t let any woman to bear my child, including you. Do you understand?”

His last sentence was like a sharp needle that silently tore through Stella’s heart.

Of course, she understood that.

In the past three years of their marriage, no matter the situation, he would never forget to do every measure to evade pregnancy.

Stella understood very well that his action not only meant that he wouldn’t want a child. It was a mockery to the measure she had used back when she wanted to marry him.

After a few seconds of silence, Stella suddenly announced, “I’m pregnant now.”

Clarence’s pupils immediately contracted, and he instinctively increased the strength in his hand. His voice suddenly became chilly, which seemed to cool down the temperature in the suite, “Stella!”

“Don’t you always want to know what I am thinking? Clarence, I am pregnant, and I need to plan for the future of my baby. I want half of your inheritance, and also the stock of the Conrad Group…”

Clarence flung her away violently, “That’s enough!”

her just yet, so she took out a pregnancy test

so much as glancing at it, “How many times do you plan to use this reason? Stella, do you

paper scattered on the ground and she forced a smile, “You are able to expose me in

no next time

was devoid of any feelings, “Tomorrow at nine in the morning, meet

only until Clarence had disappeared from the suite, she slowly picked up the pieces

like she didn’t learn anything. At the very

very well that… the pregnancy topic was always a taboo

the topic would be

was an ant scurrying around on a hot frying pan. It had been ten minutes, and the manager who was standing beside her was so cautious of her as if she was a thief. The door had been

but suddenly the door swung open and out came Clarence. He had a

one who couldn’t produce any words. Even the

Clarence had gone, Stella finally emerged

what is going on?

tell you all about it when we get home.” Stella looked at

replied, “Miss Radomil,

store room in the Twilight Club. However, he didn’t

door opening. He didn’t expect to see Stella standing at

frowned, “Why are you

came forward and sucked in a gasp, “My Channing baby, why are

face away without saying

simply looked at him. Instead of saying that Clarence had hit Channing, the truth was Channing had failed to beat Clarence up, and in return he was beaten to a pulp by his

Channing’s face were more severe

lightly, “Channing,

stuff in the store room

manager was surprised that he was going to resign, it was still something

tonight, he finally understood how they were connected in a web of messy relationships. Previously, he was in the dark about Channing’s identity as the brother of the wife of Mr. Conrad, and now that he finally knew about this, he wouldn’t want him to continue working in the Twilight Club. Doing that would be same as tarnishing the name of

today. I’m sorry. I will bear

only wrong you have done was landing a punch on Mr. Conrad’s face, and this matter could head in any

the manager’s offer. He simply bowed and thanked the manager again before

out of the Twilight Club, he saw

and apologized with his