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.

should also take the chance and knock it on his head

hands. Then he tossed the ashtray away, picked her up, and carried her

paused a bit. He looked back at the room and ordered, “Clean it

Nathan nodded.

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

her on the backseat and

raised her head in conditional reflex,

down

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

utter a word for a moment. How could she misunderstand that he came all the way here

and said in a cold tone,

make it clear that where he should drive to. In such a tense atmosphere, he didn’t have the guts

the corner. She didn’t know why but she felt

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

her, “Where

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

mood

at Starry Lake Mansion. Clarence said in a flat

the car, getting out

and looked at her, “Why are you standing there? Do you want me to hold

Stella was speechless.

such a ridiculous thought, she’d rather twisted to

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

to find that Clarence’s private doctor was

“Thank you, Doc...”

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

to open her eyes,

“Shut up.”

“Okay.”

...

“Mr. Conrad, there’s nothing serious about

who was sleeping on the bed. With

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

“Also?”

assured. It’s just a slight trace. If you are afraid it would impact the baby in her