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.

just wondering if she should also take the chance and knock it on his head

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

a bit. He looked back at the

Nathan nodded.

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

put her on the backseat and said

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

looked down

she seemed to overreact. Wrapping herself more tightly, she mumbled, “Have you said we’ll go there tomorrow? You can’t

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

around and said in

to. In such a tense atmosphere, he didn’t have the guts

didn’t know why but she felt dizzier and had

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

her, “Where is

home is...” As she spoke, Stella lowered her head, “Forget it.

the mood to talk to her

an hour, the Rolls Royce parked at Starry

held the door of the car, getting out of

steps forward, turned around, and looked at her, “Why are

Stella was speechless.

such a ridiculous thought,

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

find that Clarence’s private

“Thank you, Doc...”

the man walking in front of them suddenly turned back and carried her in his arms,

best to open her eyes, “I

“Shut up.”

“Okay.”

...

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

Stella, who was sleeping on the bed. With a frown, he

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

“Also?”

trace. If you are afraid it would impact the