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.”

“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

Stella smiled, “It’s him.”

much capable people that are experts in their respective fields. I’m a

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

going to eat with your

only come to fetch me at

haven’t had any appetite these few days. You

“Fine by me.”

same time, at the

that Clarence had come back to the house, his expression darkened as he waved his hand to signal

study for some time before using his walking cane

sat on a sofa, his cold face not

sat opposite to him and said in a flat tone, “Don’t you hate this family to its guts? Why are you back here,

so much time and effort to get Stella to come over to this house, didn’t you? I figured

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

so sure about that. When one day you, very unfortunately, kicked the bucket, I’ll be sure to

slammed his cane onto the floor, “Watch what you’re

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

to die earlier,

the same way

tore down the already thin film between

was darker than the night sky, as he was rendered speechless

do to me, 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 bringing you lots

room fell silent

and said, “What were you saying just now? Why must everything revolve around death

replied, “She is fine, for now. But if anything like that ever happens again, even I can’t tell what

“Clare, didn’t I tell you to put the family before everything else when I handed the