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 eyes again.

you a hand here, come on, move, don't

with both hands, 'Never thought that

him in full force, he suddenly pulled back and Stella, who

pushed her down with his hands on her waist,

clenched her teeth, "Didn't you say

need much

go of me," Stella said.

be

realize you are sick, so

his eyes slowly and met her gaze, "I'm afraid you will go away if I let

was no need

not going away, I just want to change your bedsheet. Stay still if you are

on her waist were gone soon

then sat up straight. What happened just now

and bent his legs

nothing I can do," Stella

bedsheet but Clarence grabbed her

promise you

was

at him,

"No."

pull him up, "I

holding her

put his arm on her shoulder and leaned onto her body

"Thank you, I feel dizzy the moment

speechless once again.

Clarence to the sofa, Stella

his eyes single-handedly. She then took a pair of clean clothes to him, “Have some rest and

with “Hmm”

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

on the sofa half-naked, looking blank

of fashion is this?” Stella asked, slightly

“I thought you left me,” he said

“I went to get

Clarence frowned, “Dirty.”