Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

When Stella woke up the next morning, her back and legs were sore and she was feeling dizzy.

She was in a lot of pain.

She sat up on the bed by supporting her body weight with one arm, and she felt as if the world was spinning around her.

At that moment, someone pushed open the door to the bedroom. Clarence’s deep voice sounded, “You’re awake, huh.”

Stella looked at him, grabbed a pillow with the little strength that she had left, and chucked it straight at him while yelling, “You bastard!”

Clarence was slightly taken back by her sudden action.

He caught the pillow, smirked and asked her, “I thought I treated you quite nicely last night, why would you treat me like this after my amazing treatment?”

Her ear was steaming red, that wretched man still dared to mention last night!

While she was drunk last night, it was not to the point that she could not remember anything.

That wretched man took advantage of her drunken status and toyed with her in various ways.

Or else why would she feel as terrible as she was right then.

Clarence got closer to her, placed the pillow on the bed and asked, “Fine, I was wrong, go and get some more sleep.”

“Go sleep yourself.”

Stella ripped the blanket away. When her feet touched the ground, her legs were still shivering.

Clarence helped her stand up, held back his laugh and said, “I’ll watch myself next time.”

“In your goddamn dreams! There will be no next time!”

Stella pushed his hands away forcefully and walked into the bathroom.

As Clarence looked at her back, he put his hand in his pants pocket and smirked, clearly satisfied.

Stella was still in a lot of pain, so she stayed in the bathtub for a while.

When she got out of the tub, she felt a lot better.

Just as she was wondering what to wear, Clarence’s sound came from the other side of the door, “Your clothes are by the door.”

She closed her eyes and tried to ignore him.

away from the door before she went and grabbed

clothes were the correct size for

breath and

was making a call on the balcony.

rubbed her rumbling tummy, sat down and

call, sat down in front of her

him a weak

her depressed state and asked, “Is it

exactly difficult, I just

expect to

was pure

“Is this why you’re upset?

she heard that,

knew how to get himself out of

swallowing a mouthful of porridge, she replied, “The topic for the rematch was only revealed yesterday, it has no relation with me

licked his teeth, but did not press on with his question, as he was aware that she would not say anything to him anyway. He said, “I’ll send you there after you’ve

eleven in the morning. It took them thirty

have a meeting tonight, so I can’t come and fetch you. Remember to go home

“Okay.”

by Clarence. He asked her with

“No.”

at him

throwing a hissy fit?

him, “I’ve already told you before, clearly it wasn’t important enough to

your words as unimportant? Is it because I did not agree to you about having a child?

“Shut up!”

around, okay? You wanted to see Ms. Beckham’s grandson, right?

stared at him, trying to discover gaps in his statement by looking

Unfortunately, she failed.

made her looked like she was at fault

have my hands full these few days thanks to the

“Very well.”

got into the workshop, she placed her head on her desk, looked out

she finally composed herself, took a deep breath, turned on her computer and started researching Modesty’s past works. Her research took

notice that Sherry brought her some snacks during tea

of thought, wrote up a rough draft and

she was entering the Steward family, she saw a car that she had never seen before parked in

with a stranger in the