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.

if she should also take the chance and knock it on

fingers and opened her hands. Then he tossed the ashtray

a bit. He looked back

Nathan nodded.

the hotel to the car, Stella kept silent. She was nestling in his arms, lost in

the backseat and said

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

looked down

mumbled,

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

in a cold tone, “Up to

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

why but she felt

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

at her, “Where

lowered her head,

mood to talk

the Rolls Royce parked at Starry

the

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

Stella was speechless.

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

me, Mrs.

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

“Thank you, Doc...”

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

eyes, “I didn’t ask you

“Shut up.”

“Okay.”

...

the doctor checked Stella 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

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

Mrs. Conrad’s status,

“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