Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Looking at her back, Clarence gritted his teeth. Several seconds later, he lowered his head and continued to deal with the document in front of him.

Time passed by. Soon he heard Stella’s even breathes.

Clarence stood up and turned off all the lights in the ward except for a small table lamp on the bedside table.

Standing by the bed, he fixed his eye son Stella. After a short while, he gently lifted a corner of the pillow and slowly drew out the paper.

What he saw at the next moment was a lively tortoise.

Clarence was rendered speechless.

He leaned forward and pinched Stella’s nose. He only let go of it when she was almost out of breath and said in a low voice, “You brute.”

Stella stroked her nose. Maybe it was because she felt uncomfortable, Stella turned over and continued to sleep with her back to him.

Clarence put the paper under the pillow, turned around and walked into the bathroom.

When Stella woke up the next day, the sky was still dark. She took a glance at the man who was putting on clothes next to her and sat up while rubbing her eyes, “It’s so early. Are you going to the company?”

Clarence said, “I have to finish my work as early as possible. Only then can I come to pick you up in the afternoon.”

“I told you I can handle it myself…”

Clarence put a necktie on her palm, “Now that you’re awake, do something.”

Stella twitched her mouth corners and made some movements. She didn’t want to get out of bed. Therefore, she sat on heels on the edge of the bed, put the tie around his neck, pulled him towards herself and murmured, “I can’t understand why you take so many things here. I just stay in the hospital for several days.”

Clarence curled his lips into a smile and wrapped his arms around her waist, “It’s good that you know this. If I were sick later, you should accompany me like this.”

“What nonsense are you talking about? I’ve never seen a person who hopes to get sick like you.” Stella helped him tie the necktie and sat back onto the bed, “If you’re still busy in the afternoon, you can…”

Stella paused and then made a compromise, “You can let Nathan come to the hospital to pick me up.”

Clarence leaned forward and landed a kiss on her forehead, “Rest assured. I promised you I will come to pick you up, then I will not go back on my words. Be obediently and wait for me here.”

“I see.”

After Clarence’s leaving, Stella stretched out lazily and walked into the bathroom for a bath.

She went to bed so early last night. Therefore, she didn’t feel sleepy now.

When she walked out of the bathroom, the sky outside gradually became bright and she could even saw the first ray of sunshine piercing through the thick cloud at the distance.

like it would have good

Stella was making the bed, she saw the picture under the

Clarence would have when he

she could leave the hospital. As Stella had some free time, she took out a pen

drew three

that wretched man would not complain about this

stood up and turned her neck left and right. Right at this

picked up her phone. It

vaguely guess why he called her. She only answered the call after several

Radomil, are

now.

o’clock this afternoon and

lips together, “I

“Did Clarence tell you

“Yes.”

what do you

a deep breath and looked out of the window,

pause, “How’s Sherry in these

check-up yesterday and the doctor told us that she could leave the bed. It’s just that she can’t be stimulated and we shouldn’t pay attention

to say something, yet she didn’t say anything in

say too much of it and it was meaningless for her to involve in

to deal with something these days and

I will tell her about

edge of the bed, seeming to

ward to deliver the meal to

to reality and

up all her things

the hospital for four days, yet she didn’t bring too many things here.

Clarence even wanted to

Stella was rendered speechless.

packaged up all the things, Clarence arrived

asked, “How can you come

suitcase from her, “Wait a minute. Nathan is going through

I will change my

“Go.”

from the bed and walked into the

walked into the ward, “Mr. Conrad, the