Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Chapter 511: The Capitalist’s Ruthless Oppression and Exploitation

Clarence wasn’t at home when Stella went back.

She fished out her phone and saw that Clarence had sent her a message an hour ago, saying that something came up at the company and he probably wouldn’t be back tonight.

Stella replied with a few words, saying that she had reached home. She then put her things down and slumped into the sofa.

Not long after, Clarence called, whispering, “Have you had dinner yet”

“I ate at Sherry’s home.”

Clarence added, “Get some rest, no need to wait for me.”

Stella paused, “Is… something wrong”

“There’s a little problem with the project in London, but it’s not a big deal.”

Stella said, “I’ll let you go.”

After hanging up the phone, Stella lay on the sofa for a while before getting up and going to the bathroom.

Stella came out of the bathroom an hour later.

She lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

As soon as she closed her eyes, it was as if she could hear the cries of the children.

Perhaps it was because God felt that she couldn’t even protect the two children given to her well and reclaimed her right to be a mother.

In fact, before Stella’s first pregnancy, she didn’t like children that much.

It was just that when a new life began to gestate in the womb, gradually gaining its consciousness and thoughts, and could even feel him moving in the womb, that wonderful feeling of kinship would unconsciously amplify one’s senses.

It would also anticipate the arrival of the little one immensely.

Stella dazed until the latter part of the night when she got a little bit of sleep.

Not long after she fell asleep, she heard a subtle movement from the bedroom.

Stella opened her eyes in a daze and saw Clarence walking towards the cloakroom.

In a trance, she thought she was dreaming.

a tired female voice came from behind him,

that Stella

“The situation there is a bit complicated and I need

“To London”

“Yes.”

“So how many days are you going

not sure. A week if it’s

out of his

her wrist as she took a step,

in the middle of the

lips, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind and resting his chin on

“What was different”

for wanting to see you at

for clothes, “I didn’t think it as an excuse, but rather a capitalist’s ruthless oppression

eyebrows, “Will you even come

Stella couldn’t pack his things. She lifted her shoulders, “Let go

“No.”

Stella was puzzled.

for at least a

“You haven’t left yet. Why

yourself during my absence. If you run into any trouble or something you can’t solve,

“Got it.”

silent, yet he still held

“Is there anything

Lake Mansion is

“Ah… it’s quite fast.”

thin lips bit on

help but hiss and frowned,

always call me

Stella was speechless.

was pretty

“Let’s move over when I

a while, and only after a moment did she say, “Okay. When you come back, I also have something to

say it

“Nope.”

I’m not a curious person. Otherwise, I would have been overwhelmed

Stella was voiceless.

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