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.

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

hands. Then he tossed

he paused a bit. He looked

Nathan nodded.

the hotel to the car, Stella kept silent. She was

put her on the backseat and said

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

looked down at

overreact. Wrapping herself more tightly, she mumbled, “Have you said we’ll go there tomorrow? You

angry that he couldn’t utter a word for a moment. How could she misunderstand that he

turned around and said in a cold

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

the corner. She didn’t know why but she felt dizzier and had a weird reaction

the window, “It’s not heading in the direction

her,

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

mood to talk to her

an hour, the Rolls Royce parked at Starry Lake

the door of the car, getting

and looked at her, “Why are you standing there? Do

Stella was speechless.

thought, she’d rather

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

turned around, only to find that Clarence’s private

“Thank you, Doc...”

about to faint, the man walking in front of them suddenly turned back and carried her in

to open her eyes, “I didn’t

“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

on the bed. With a frown, he asked, “Why is she

from Mrs. Conrad’s status, I think it’s because she had been

“Also?”

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 detailed checkup in