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 opened her hands. Then he tossed the ashtray away,

the door, he paused a bit. He looked

Nathan nodded.

Stella kept silent. She was nestling in his arms,

the backseat and said to the driver,

her head in conditional reflex,

looked down

to overreact. Wrapping herself more tightly, she mumbled, “Have you said we’ll go there

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

around and said in a cold tone, “Up to

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

but she felt dizzier and had a weird

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

at her, “Where is your

head, “Forget

in the mood to talk to

at Starry Lake Mansion.

held the door of the car, getting out of

and looked at her,

Stella was speechless.

such a ridiculous thought, she’d rather twisted

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

that Clarence’s

“Thank you, Doc...”

When she was about to faint, the man walking in front of them suddenly

to open her eyes,

“Shut up.”

“Okay.”

...

second floor, after 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.

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

Conrad’s status,

“Also?”

trace 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 the baby in her belly,