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.

also take the chance and knock it on his head

fingers and opened her hands. Then he tossed the ashtray away, picked her up, and

paused a bit. He looked back at the room

Nathan nodded.

kept silent. She was nestling in

put her on the backseat and said to the driver,

head in conditional reflex, “No, I won’t go

looked down at

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

was so angry that he couldn’t utter a word for a moment. How could she misunderstand that he came all the way here

in a cold tone, “Up

they didn’t make it clear that where he should drive to. In such a tense atmosphere, he didn’t

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

the window, “It’s not heading in

her, “Where is your

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

wasn’t in the mood to talk

Royce parked at Starry Lake Mansion. Clarence

of the car, getting out of

steps forward, turned around, and looked at her, “Why are

Stella was speechless.

ridiculous thought, she’d rather twisted to break her

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

only to find that Clarence’s private doctor was standing

“Thank you, Doc...”

legs weakened. She saw black. When she was about to faint, the man walking in front of them suddenly turned back

her eyes, “I didn’t ask you to hold

“Shut up.”

“Okay.”

...

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. She’ll recover after resting a few more

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

and explained, “Judging from Mrs. Conrad’s status, I think it’s because she had been drugged,

“Also?”

trace. If you are afraid it would impact