Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

After examined Clarence, the doctor reminded, “Your fever condition is quite serious; your wound is also infected and inflamed. You need to take good care and have balance, nutritious food, don’t be reckless.”

The doctor then turned to Stella and continued, “Mrs. Conrad, I will change the medicine in his wound in a short while, please change it for him twice a day after that, morning and night to prevent the wound condition to worsen.”

Stella was stunned. Did it become her responsibility again?

The doctor began removing the gauze on Clarence’s wound before Stella could reject.

The wound was bleeding and scary to look at.

Clarence looked at her and moved his body to the side to avoid her gaze. “Go outside, I can change it on my own.”

Stella nodded and said, “I’ll go out then.”

“Okay.”

After Stella left, the doctor said, “Mr. Conrad, it’s your right arm that is wounded, it might be tough for you to change the medicine by yourself.”

“As long as it won’t kill me,” Clarence said.

The doctor was speechless.

…

Stella bumped into Madison who was looking at her strangely at home.

She got herself a glass of water and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Why did you come back so early today? You went out with bedsheet just now, was it for Clarence?”

“He’s having a fever and I can’t find any changing bedsheet there, so…” Stella said.

Madison made a tsk sound, “What should I say about you two? Living under one roof now and living separately the next second. So many troubles, what’s the fun of all this?”

Stella took a deep breath and went to cook some congee in the kitchen without a word.

The baby was sleeping in the living room. His chubby little tummy was revealed as he turned his body.

Stella pulled the blanket and put it on him lightly.

Madison asked, “Are you cooking congee for Clarence? Not bad, are you getting back together?”

“Do you know

confused, “Huh?”

“Too talkative.”

a few seconds before she

“You know what I mean.”

Madison grunted, "Ungrateful brat."

boiling on the gas stove. Stella stood up and got some

it into a bowl and delivered it

the bed in the bedroom, looking sick, one couldn’t tell if he

had

put the congee on the bedside, “I've cool it down a little, you can eat it now and have

for

dog food,” Stella replied calmly.

Clarence was speechless.

it, I should go now,” Stella

glanced at his right

was holding her, “This arm

immediately and let his arm fell onto the bed, “As you can

‘Such a troublesome wretched

bed holding the congee, feeding him.

opening his mouth.

he almost finished, Stella asked,

slightly and looked toward the coffee

a nap and I’ll wake you up for medicine later,”

asked softly, “Are you still upset?”

the tray and was about

hairdryer is broken, you can check if you want to.” Clarence said with a husky voice, “I’m not a liar that lies to you on

whether the hairdryer is broken has nothing to do with me.”

the tray and

water, tear opened the packaging of the

after taking the pills, so sleep after you

you leaving?”

you want me to stay and watch you

tapped lightly on the bed next to him,

while

his temples and reached for his mobile on the bedside. There were numerous missed calls and unread text