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!”

he suddenly changed his expression and said coldly,

“I come here because…”

felt her

Arthur curled his lips into a

fruit knife and uncontrollably stammered in a shaking voice, “Don’t…

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

finding it

grabbed her knife effortlessly and pressed her onto the sofa violently, “Now that

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

the

efficacy. Trembling all over, Modesty proper herself up from the ground, casually grabbed a cloth to cover her breasts and then took out her phone in an

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

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

bit her lower lip with great force. She didn’t expect that

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

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

left, Arthur said, “Rest assured. As long as you can come to me whenever I call you, I won’t

both sides were clenched into fists, yet she could

rampant laughter

was living in now. Instead, she came back to

it was pouring with rain and the alley, which had always been water logged, was full of water now and she couldn’t see the original

the alley. Her

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

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

and asked furiously, “Where did

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

“What about Adolph?”

hasn’t come back again either after sending

words, the old man

Modesty became angrier and angrier. She landed a hard kick on the flowerpot. The flowerpot

turned around when he heard the loud sound. He shook

to Adolph’s home, trying to find out some clues about his