Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

In the late night, the rain became bigger and bigger. Browsing the news on the Internet, Modesty felt so bothered.

When the car stopped in front of the hotel, she got off the car and quickly walked towards the hotel with an umbrella.

She used the umbrella to hide her face all the way and even didn’t close it in the life.

Standing in front of the room and Arthur told her before, Modesty reached out to press the doorbell.

The door was opened soon. Arthur only wrapped his lower body with a bath towel. When seeing Modesty, he said with evil intention, “Nice. You arrive so quickly.”

Modesty looked at him coldly, “What the hell do you want?”

Arthur studied her from top to toe and said, “Come in first. How boring it will be if we just stand here.”

Modesty only closed the umbrella after walking into the room. She put it in a corner.

Arthur walked towards the wine cabinet while saying, “Take a seat.”

Modesty had been landing her gaze on him when she sat down on the sofa in the living room.

After a short wine, Arthur walked over with two glasses of red wine and put one of them in front of Modesty, “No matter what, I have to congratulate you for winning the championship.”

When speaking, Arthur picked up the glass of red wine for Modesty.

Modesty knitted her brows. Suppressing the disgust and hatred in her heart, she took the glass from Arthur and took a sip under his gaze.

Arthur looked at her with satisfaction.

Modesty put the glass on the table, “You can tell me how much you want. I will try my best to satisfy you.”

“Nope.” Arthur raised his chin and gulped down the red wine in his glass. He then sat beside Modesty, “If what I want is money, I won’t ask you to come here. Ms. Barton has a lot of money. I ask you here to talk about our private affair.”

When speaking, he put his hand on Modesty’s thigh.

Modesty abruptly stood up, “Behave yourself!”

laughter. But at the next moment, he suddenly changed his expression and said coldly, “You come to my room, and ask me to behave

“I come here because…”

suddenly felt her surroundings

on the sofa, Arthur curled his lips

out the fruit knife and uncontrollably stammered in a shaking voice, “Don’t… Don’t come over. Otherwise, I

chuckled, “Oh, seems you come here with some preparation. I underestimated you

dizzier and dizzier, even finding

sofa violently,

the sharp pain from her

only hear the man’s disgusting heavy

the wine finally lost its efficacy. Trembling all over, Modesty proper herself up from the ground, casually grabbed a cloth to cover her breasts and then

and lit a cigarette, “Sue

phone to Modesty, “The evidence is in the phone. You can

force. She didn’t expect

and then continued, “After all I don’t have too much courage. If the police interrogate me, I will get nervous and may tell them about your unpresentable transaction. It doesn’t matter

and then she began to wear her

assured. As long as you can come to me whenever

that were placed on both sides were clenched into fists, yet she could

laughter sounded from

to the house that she was living in now. Instead, she

always been water logged, was full of water now and she

alley. Her shoes and

of her home, Modesty knocked at the door with great force. But the only

around seventy years old, wobbled out of his home. He recognized Modesty only

turned around and asked furiously,

sick several days ago and was sent the hospital, yet he hasn’t come back since then. It has been a long

“What about Adolph?”

after sending your father to

the

kick on the flowerpot. The flowerpot hit the wall and broke into pieces. The plant in

the loud sound. He shook his head, clicked his tongue and then closed

home, trying to find out some clues about his