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…"

too weak." Clarence closed his eyes

hand here, come

hands, 'Never thought that this wretched man is

suddenly pulled back and Stella, who

up but Clarence pushed her down with his hands on her waist, pressing

her teeth, "Didn't you

much energy doing

of me,"

be merciful."

realize you are

gaze, "I'm afraid you will go away

speechless. There was no need to

just want to change your bedsheet. Stay still if you

on her waist were gone soon as she finished.

just now

sat up and bent his legs slowly, "I'm dizzy," he said

I can

changing bedsheet but

promise you won't

was

looked at him, "Can you

"No."

to pull him up, "I will

holding her hands.

of relief but he put his arm on

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

speechless once

sofa, Stella then removed the

and looked at the man on the sofa who was covering his eyes single-handedly. She then took a pair of

“Hmm”

in his cupboard, so she went back to her place to

half-naked, looking blank and

kind of fashion is this?”

up, “I thought you left me,” he

deep breath, “I went to get

Clarence frowned, “Dirty.”