Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

When Stella reached the workshop, Sherry stood at the entrance while gagging painfully, her face was as pale as a sheet.

Stella approached her and patted her on her back, “Sherry, are you alright?”

Sherry turned towards the source of the voice, said in a weak tone, “Ah, you’re here, Stella. I’m fine, I’ve gotten used to it for the past two days.”

“Let’s go inside first.”

As they entered the office, Stella poured Sherry a cup of water and asked, “Have you been throwing up a lot these two days?”

Sherry slumped over on the desk and said, “I can’t even eat anything. It’ll just go back out the same way it got in.”

She let out a long sigh as she said that. A while later, she added, “Now I finally know how you felt back when you’re pregnant, this absolutely sucks. I swear I don’t want to have a baby ever again after this .”

Stella smiled, sat opposite from her and said, “It’s true that the early days of pregnancy does kinda suck, but you’ll feel different as the baby in your womb grows bigger.”

Sherry drank some water and replied, “Whatever, I won’t be experiencing that ‘different’ experience. I can’t wait for half a month to pass, then this whole ordeal will be over.”

Stella was stunned for a while, before she asked, “Did…You tell Daniel about this?”

“I did. He said he’ll need some time to think it through. My guess is he’s startled by this,” said Sherry, “He’s a man, after all. They only say surface-level stuff, since his words definitely have a meaning behind them. I don’t really care that much, as this little incident will come to an end half a month later.”

Stella pursed her lips as she heard what Sherry said, not judging her.

This was between the two of them, Stella should not have a hand in it, anyway. So, all she could do was wait and see what happens next.

“Let’s not talk about this anymore,” said Sherry, “Am I right at assuming that you’ve settled everything with the Steward Group, since you’re here at the workshop today?”

Stella nodded before replying, “The project is on-going now, and there’s no incidents so far. It’s just that I don’t really understand the business side of things very well, so I have Donald helping me with that.”

asked, “Is it the same rich, spoiled kid named Donald who looked like he couldn’t hold a bucket even if his dear life depended on it that we met in a bar

Stella smiled, “It’s him.”

appear to be immensely unreliable, but in reality, they are very much capable people that are experts in their respective fields. I’m a different case, though, I appear to be

most likely be moody and depressed, as she patted her head and asked, “Alright, what do you want

going to eat with your beloved Mr.

to fetch

hands together and said, “Ah, don’t mind if I do, then! I’ve haven’t had any appetite these few days. You bet I’m gonna feast to

“Fine by me.”

the same time, at the Conrad

the house, his expression darkened as he waved

study for some time

on a sofa, his

flat tone, “Don’t you hate this family to its guts? Why are you

in a slow pace, “You spent so much time and effort to get Stella to come over to this house, didn’t you? I figured it must be because you wanted to see my face again,

said, Dempsey’s eyebrows twitched as he started to lose his cool, “I guess you won’t be coming back here in your

you, very unfortunately, kicked the bucket, I’ll be sure to come back here to send

slammed his cane onto the floor, “Watch

someone who’s this old like you to have grasped the concept of ‘All life are bound to

just wanted me to die earlier,

the same way

effortlessly tore down the already thin film

than the night sky, as he was rendered speechless by

I don’t care. If you wanted me dead, come at me. But, if you do as much as touching Stella’s hair, I wouldn’t mind

silent

everything revolve around death and all those bad stuff? It’s not that serious now,

But if anything like that

to put the family before everything else when I handed the