Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Just as Clarence reached the garden, he heard someone calling out to him from his rear, “Clare.”

He turned around and saw Justin, who was wheelchair-bound, sitting not too far from him quietly.

Clarence walked towards him and asked softly, “You heard everything just now?”

Justin nodded in response before adding, “I did. You’re not at fault here. I would’ve done the same if I were you.”

Clarence replied, “You could’ve chosen to steer clear of this mess.”

Justin gave out a helpless smile, “All I can say is that it can’t be helped.”

He belonged to the Conrad family, after all, his mother had done horrible things to Stella, he could not just look away and pretend that nothing happened.

Since he knew that it had gotten out of control, the least he could do was delay the inevitable.

Clarence sat on a bench, looked at the sun and said, “If you could be asked, I’ll find you a place that’s more suitable for living after everything is concluded.”

“What about my mother?”

Clarence replied in a deeper tone, “She had done horrible things, she must pay for them.”

Justin sighed and said, “Clare, I know that after what she’s done, she’s irredeemable. I am also terribly sorry for what happened to you and Stella. But what can I do? She’s my mother after all, everything she’s done is for my good. I can constantly feel her desperation and pain in the past twenty or so years, but look at me, I can’t even be a good son for her.”

Clarence shifted his gaze and said, “I won’t do anything to her, all I want is just her to get the punishment that she deserves.”

“If possible, I hope that I can at least lighten her punishment myself.”

Clarence did not say anything in response to that.

Justin thought to himself for some time, before saying, “Clare, just do whatever you want, don’t worry about me, I’ll be alright. If you really succeed in taking them down, I’ll be free at the very least.”

He finished his last sentence in a relieved tone.

It was as if he had been waiting to say that for a very long time.

Clarence looked towards him as his eyebrows furrowed.

a fierce argument. Joanna acted as if she had nuclear bombs for breakfast that day, spitting out vulgar words including but not limited to “bastard”, “disgusting”, and “lowly” left right and

for that accident, and the fact that someone must be able to inherit the Conrad family’s assets, or else he would not had batted an eye even if

stood at the doorway, looking at his parents

and said in a warm tone, “You name is Clarence, right? My name

his young face still

not used to moving around in a wheelchair, and for that he

face full of bruises and wounds, he smiled at Clarence, “Come on now, don’t just stand there. I’ll

every time Joanna picked at Clarence, Justin had always shielded him from her. When Joanna instructed the maids not to give Clarence food, Justin had sneakily gave him supper at night. When Clarence was old enough to leave for further studies, Justin was afraid that the pitiful amount of allowance was insufficient for Clarence to survive off of, so he hid a bank card in

the Conrad Group and revealed his outstanding talent, only then did Joanna stop picking

only Justin treated him as a

his mother

sides of

applied

said out of the blue, “Is Stella alright? I figure that she must’ve been quite terrified

alright, she isn’t that big

you must’ve been treating her well,

and said, “I’ve already told you, I love

can see the whole thing more clearly

it often find it hard to get out of it. But there are millions of ways to solve problems, so we don’t necessarily had to get on the path of

Justin’s smiled stiffened, “Clare…”

is not a relief, it’s merely avoiding the

not

up and said,

nodded in response, “Take

at Clarence leaving, Justin placed his hands on his senseless knees for a while before he looked away

death is not a

an excuse that weak and

…

then worked on miscellaneous things around the workshop. When she had settled everything, it was

early, there

call, but to her surprise, he

That was weird.

family in the morning, and there was no way that he was