Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

With the bank card in his hands, Jeffrey went downstairs happily. Suddenly, a black Rolls Royce was pulled over right in front of him.

The door of the car was opened. Clarence got off with a cold look. He cast Jeffrey a glance, his eyes full of fury.

Jeffrey shivered, taking a few steps back. When he was about to explain, Clarence bypassed him and strode into the lobby of the hotel.

Nathan followed him hurriedly. After receiving a call, he got the exact location, “Mr. Conrad, the ninth floor.”

Without any stop, Clarence walked towards the elevator directly.

Seeing that, the receptionist asked, “What are you doing...”

Right then, the manager of the hotel trotted over, shaking his head at her desperately.

Arriving on the ninth floor, Clarence’s men rapidly controlled the two men at the door. Clarence looked at the hotel manager who followed them and said in a cold tone, “Open the door.”

“Yes. Yes.”

The hotel manager didn’t dare to delay at all. In a panic, he opened the door of the room.

In the room, Stella was sitting next to the bed, her eyes blank and her clothes messy.

When the door was open, she looked as if she had returned to her senses, pinching the ashtray with the bloodstain in her hands tightly.

When Clarence’s figure appeared in her sight, Stella was in a daze as if she hadn’t expected that she would see him here.

Clarence stood motionlessly. Without looking back, he ordered, “Wait at the door.”

Nathan answered, “Yes, Mr. Conrad.”

Clarence took off his jacket, walked over, and squatted down in front of Stella. Then he put his jacket on her shoulders and tried to reach the ashtray in her hands.

She didn’t release, gazing at him.

Clarence said, “I’m here. It’s alright.”

Stella didn’t utter a sound.

She didn’t mean it.

wondering if she should also take the chance and knock it on his

strength on his fingers and opened her hands. Then he tossed the ashtray away, picked her up, and carried

paused a bit. He looked back at the room

Nathan nodded.

from the hotel to the car, Stella kept silent. She was nestling in his

backseat and said to the driver, “The

conditional reflex,

down at

herself more tightly, she mumbled, “Have you said we’ll go

couldn’t utter a word for a moment. How could

and said in a

such a tense atmosphere, he didn’t have the guts to ask clearly. Hence, he had to make

why but she felt dizzier and

while, she slightly peered out of the window,

glanced at her, “Where

she spoke, Stella lowered her head, “Forget it. I

in the mood to talk to her

Starry Lake Mansion. Clarence said in a flat tone,

door of the

a few steps forward, turned around, and looked at her, “Why are you standing there? Do you want

Stella was speechless.

she had such a ridiculous thought, she’d rather twisted to break her

from aside, “Excuse me, Mrs.

to find that Clarence’s private doctor was

“Thank you, Doc...”

steps, Stella felt her legs weakened. She saw black. When she was about to faint, the man walking in front of them suddenly turned back and carried

to open her eyes,

“Shut up.”

“Okay.”

...

floor, after the doctor checked Stella up, he walked to the door and reported, “Mr. Conrad, there’s nothing serious about Mrs. Conrad. The baby in her belly is fine. She was shocked.

Stella, who was sleeping on the bed. With a frown, he asked, “Why

status, I think it’s because she had

“Also?”

rest assured. It’s just a slight trace. If you are afraid it would impact the baby in her belly, you can take her to have a