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

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

looked

Nathan nodded.

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

her on the backseat and said

conditional reflex, “No, I won’t go

looked down at

she seemed to overreact. Wrapping herself more tightly, she mumbled,

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

said in a cold tone,

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

know why but she felt dizzier

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

at her, “Where is your

spoke, Stella lowered her head, “Forget it.

the mood

an hour, the Rolls Royce parked at Starry

door of the car, getting out

looked at her, “Why are you standing there?

Stella was speechless.

she had such a ridiculous thought, she’d rather twisted

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

that Clarence’s private doctor was standing

“Thank you, Doc...”

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

her eyes, “I didn’t ask you to

“Shut up.”

“Okay.”

...

the doctor checked Stella up, he walked to the door and reported, “Mr. Conrad, there’s nothing serious about

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

Conrad’s status, I think it’s because she

“Also?”

explained, “Mr. Conrad, please rest assured. It’s just a slight trace. If