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.

she should also take the chance and

fingers and opened her hands. Then he tossed

he paused a bit. He looked back

Nathan nodded.

Stella kept silent. She was nestling in his arms, lost

and

in conditional reflex, “No,

down at

tightly, she mumbled, “Have you said we’ll

a moment. How could she misunderstand that he came all the way here just for doing that

around and said in a cold tone, “Up

he should drive to. In such a tense atmosphere, he didn’t have the guts to ask clearly. Hence, he had to make a decision by himself and

in the corner. She didn’t know why but she felt

slightly peered out of the window, “It’s not heading in the

glanced at her,

spoke, Stella lowered her head, “Forget it. I don’t have a home. I

the mood to talk

at Starry Lake Mansion. Clarence said in a flat

the door of the car,

her, “Why are you standing there? Do you want

Stella was speechless.

ridiculous thought, she’d rather twisted to

voice from aside, “Excuse me, Mrs. Conrad. Please allow me to

to find that Clarence’s private doctor was standing next

“Thank you, Doc...”

few 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

to open her eyes, “I didn’t ask you to hold

“Shut up.”

“Okay.”

...

the second 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

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

from Mrs. Conrad’s status, I think it’s

“Also?”

just a slight trace. If you are afraid it would impact the