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!”

his expression and

“I come here because…”

felt

on the sofa, Arthur curled his lips into a ferocious

foreboding. Shivering, she rummaged her bad, took out the fruit knife and uncontrollably stammered in a shaking voice, “Don’t… Don’t

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

became dizzier and dizzier, even finding it

her onto the sofa violently, “Now that this’s the case, I won’t show mercy to

struggled out of the instinct, but when she felt the sharp pain from

the man’s disgusting heavy

its efficacy. Trembling all over, Modesty proper herself up from the ground, casually grabbed a cloth to cover her

and lit

evidence is in the phone. You can

her lower lip with great force. She didn’t expect that he would video

It doesn’t matter to me. But you’re different. It was not easy for you to win the championship of the Young Designers’ Contest. It will be a pity that someone will replace you to

for a long time, and then she began

me whenever I call you, I won’t disclose this video or our transaction on the

sides were clenched into fists, yet she

laughter sounded

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

was pouring with rain and the alley, which had always been water

along the alley. Her

in front of her home, Modesty knocked at the door with great force. But the only reply she got

neighbor. An old man, aged around seventy years old, wobbled out of his home. He recognized Modesty only after a long while, “Modesty, your father is not

around and asked furiously, “Where did he

days ago and was sent the hospital, yet he hasn’t come back since

“What about Adolph?”

come back again either after sending your father to

the old man came back

and angrier. She landed a hard kick on the flowerpot. The flowerpot hit the wall and broke into pieces. The plant in

heard the loud sound. He shook his

Adolph’s home, trying to find