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!”

next moment, he suddenly changed his expression and said coldly, “You come to my

“I come here because…”

felt

curled his

knife and uncontrollably stammered in

not enraged. Instead, he chuckled, “Oh, seems you come here with

and dizzier, even finding it

sofa violently, “Now that this’s the

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

could only hear the man’s disgusting heavy

from the ground, casually

Arthur narrowed his eyes and lit a cigarette, “Sue me if you want

he threw a phone to Modesty, “The evidence is in

lip with great force. She

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

silent for a long time, and then she began to wear her clothes

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 the contest

that were placed on both sides were clenched

laughter sounded

didn’t come back to the house that she was living in now. Instead, she came back to the

water logged, was full of water now

along the alley. Her

the door with great force. But the only reply she got was just the loud

An old man, aged around seventy years old, wobbled out of his home. He recognized Modesty only after a long while, “Modesty, your

asked furiously, “Where did

the hospital, yet he hasn’t come back since then. It has been a

“What about Adolph?”

come back again either after

words, the old man

a hard kick on the flowerpot. The flowerpot hit the wall and broke into pieces. The

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

Adolph’s home, trying to find out some clues