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!”

into laughter. But at the next moment, he suddenly changed his expression and said coldly,

“I come here because…”

felt her surroundings

sofa, Arthur curled his lips into

fruit knife and

not enraged. Instead, he chuckled, “Oh, seems you come here with some preparation. I underestimated

even finding it difficult to maintain her

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

still struggled out of the instinct, but when she felt the sharp pain from her private part, she stared at the ceiling dully,

only hear the man’s disgusting

the ground, casually grabbed a cloth to cover her breasts and then took out her phone in an attempt to call the

his eyes and lit a cigarette,

is in the phone. You

great force. She didn’t expect that he would video

breathed out smoke 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 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

for a long time, and then

she left, Arthur said, “Rest assured. As long as you can come to me whenever I call you, I won’t disclose this video or our transaction

on both sides were clenched into

laughter sounded

Modesty didn’t come back to the house that she was living in now.

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

alley. Her shoes

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

while, the knocking sound finally woke up her neighbor. An old man, aged around seventy years old, wobbled out of his home. He

turned around and asked furiously, “Where did he

got sick several days ago and was sent the hospital, yet

“What about Adolph?”

come back again either after sending

finishing the words, the old man came

a hard kick on the flowerpot. The flowerpot hit the wall and

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

Adolph’s home, trying to find out some clues