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 head

her hands. Then he tossed the ashtray away,

He looked

Nathan nodded.

the car, Stella kept silent. She was nestling in

on the backseat and said

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

down

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

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

in a

helpless. Eventually, they didn’t make it clear that where 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 drove towards

the corner. She didn’t know why but she

the window, “It’s not heading in the

her, “Where

lowered her head, “Forget it. I

the mood to

Starry Lake Mansion. Clarence said in

door of the car,

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

Stella was speechless.

had such a ridiculous thought,

me, Mrs. Conrad. Please allow me to help you

to find that Clarence’s private doctor was standing next to

“Thank you, Doc...”

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

tried her best to open her eyes,

“Shut up.”

“Okay.”

...

there’s nothing serious about Mrs. Conrad. The baby in her belly is fine.

who was sleeping on the bed. With

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

“Also?”

trace.