Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Stella approached and touched his forehead. It was burning hot and both his hair and pillow were wet.

She frowned, 'He sleeps with his hair wet last night?'

Stella then opened up the curtains for some air and called, "Clarence, can you hear me? Wake up, I'll send you to the hospital."

He didn't reply but held her hand.

Stella couldn't struggle free from his grip, 'He is sick, where does his energy come from?' She thought.

His condition didn't allow her to send him to the hospital.

Stella reached for her mobile in her bag and called Nathan, "Clarence is having a high fever now, come and send him to the hospital if your meeting is done, I can't manage by myself."

Nathan lowered his voice, "I need to stay till night here, I will send Mr. Conrad's doctor over, in the meantime, please take good care of him."

Nathan ended the call right away, leaving no room for Stella to reject.

Stella was at loss for words.

Since when did she agree to take care of him?

She let out a long sigh, set her mobile aside, took out some tissues in her bag, and began wiping off the sweats on his forehead, mumbling, "Of course you will get a fever sleeping with wet hair like this."

She then put her hands under the blanket once she finished wiping his sweats.

Indeed, his clothes and bedsheet were wet by his sweats too.

Stella called him once again, "Clarence, can you wake up? Go to rest on the sofa while I change your bedsheet."

Clarence's eyebrows moved and slowly opened his eyes.

Stella waved her hand before his eyes, "Can you hear me?"

Clarence opened his lips and asked in a husky voice, "Why are you here?"

Stella remained calm and used his favorite excuse, "Passing by."

She continued after a pause, "The doctor will be here soon, go to the sofa while I…"

Clarence closed his

hand here, come

hands, 'Never thought that this wretched man is

full force, he suddenly pulled back and Stella, who wasn't prepared,

her down with his

"Didn't

much energy doing

of me," Stella said.

sick, be merciful."

realize you are

opened his eyes slowly and met her gaze, "I'm afraid you

was no need to act pitiful.

your bedsheet. Stay

arms on her waist were gone soon as she

up straight. What happened just now

legs slowly, "I'm dizzy," he said

I can do," Stella said.

bedsheet

promise you won't

Stella was

at him, "Can

"No."

stretched her arms to pull him

stood up holding her

let out a sigh of relief but he put his arm on her shoulder and

letting her spoke, Clarence said, "Thank you, I feel dizzy the moment I stand

speechless once again.

the sofa, Stella then

on the sofa who was covering his eyes single-handedly. She then took a pair of clean clothes to

with “Hmm” without moving.

any clean bedsheet in his cupboard, so she went back to her place to get the

half-naked, looking blank and lost the moment she returned to the bedroom.

this?” Stella asked, slightly annoyed.

looked up, “I thought you left me,”

a deep breath, “I went to get a new bedsheet, change your clothes

Clarence frowned, “Dirty.”