Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Stella arrived at the home electrical and appliances department pushing the little one in the cart. She finally found the hairdryer after searching for two rows and took her a few minutes to select one with good functionality and could last longer.

She headed straight to the check-out counter after that to meet Sherry and Daniel, made the payment, and went home.

Stella bathed her son once they arrived home and he fell asleep soon after.

It was nearly eleven at night after she put the baby to sleep and tidied up toys in the living room.

Stella sat on the sofa looking at the unopened hairdryer, let out a sigh, and went next door.

There was no one in the living room, hence, she went into the bedroom, looking at the half-closed door, and asked, “Clarence, are you asleep?”

“No.”

“I picked up a hairdryer downstairs, it looks fine and it’s in your bathroom now.”

There was no reply. When Stella was about to leave, the door was opened. Clarence stood in front of her and said casually, “Nice pick.”

Stella remained calm, avoided his reply, “Why are you not wearing clothes again?” She asked, frowning.

“I’m changing the medicine, having clothes on is inconvenient,” Clarence said.

Stella gaze at his wounded arm hearing that, the gauze was half removed and she could see the wound was bleeding, it was quite terrifying.

“Can you manage it all by yourself?” She asked,

“Yes,” Clarence replied.

Stella looked up, staring at him, feeling unbelievable.

‘Why is he not pretend to be pity now?’

Since he said so, Stella didn’t say anything else, “Goodbye then, be careful not to get water on your wound when you shower.”

Clarence nodded and said, “Good night.”

“Goodbye.”

one sound asleep,

the bedroom. It was all swollen due to inflammation and it made the wound

of stuff, if she saw this, she might not be able to sleep well tonight,

cleaning up and sanitizing the wound, Clarence took the gauze, hold one end in his mouth and wrap it around his arm

open while he was doing this.

back?” Clarence asked.

gauze, “It’s a mess,” she said as she began removing it.

holding her hands,

worsens, you might lose

Clarence turned silent.

When the cotton bud touched his

at her and lowered

her forehead, “I’ll

utter a word and slowly

wound after using the medicine, “Have

“Yes.”

cleaned up and threw the used items into the trash, “Go to bed now.”

the whole day, can’t sleep now,” Clarence said.

you pleased, I’m going to bed

pulled her hand, “Can you sleep here

you think?” Stella turned to

“I think you can.”

deep breath and tried pulling her hand back, slightly annoyed, but Clarence held on

because you are sick,

here tonight because I

word, it was obvious that she was about to

released her,

for a shower and went to bed soon after, she stared blankly at

much today but was exhausted. She turned to the side and shut her eyes.

in the middle of the night, feeling dizzy along

cold from that wretched man?’

woke up and swallowed some cold medicine, but

her temperature, no fever but the runny nose and sneezing were signs of

the little one rolling in the crib, struggling to get up, while Stella on the other hand sat