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.

take the chance and knock it on his head as

on his fingers and opened her hands. Then he tossed the ashtray

bit. He looked back at the

Nathan nodded.

from the hotel to the car, Stella kept silent.

and

head in conditional

looked down at

mumbled, “Have you said we’ll go there tomorrow? You can’t

for a moment. How could she misunderstand that

around and said in a cold tone,

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

but she felt dizzier and had

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

at her, “Where

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

in the mood

Starry Lake Mansion. Clarence said in a flat tone,

the door of the

and looked at her, “Why are you

Stella was speechless.

thought, she’d rather twisted to

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

turned around, only to find that Clarence’s private doctor was standing next

“Thank you, Doc...”

saw black. When she was about to faint, the man walking in front of them suddenly turned back and carried her in

tried her best to open her eyes, “I

“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

was sleeping on the bed. With a frown,

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

“Also?”

of aphrodisiac in the overpowering drug.” The doctor immediately explained, “Mr. Conrad, please rest assured. It’s just a slight trace. If you are afraid it would impact