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.”

went back next door, staring at the little one sound asleep,

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

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

one end in his mouth and wrap it

pushed open while

are you back?” Clarence asked.

and sat beside him, looking at the gauze, “It’s a mess,” she

her by holding her hands, “It’s fine.”

might lose this

Clarence turned silent.

the wound once again. When the cotton bud touched his wound, she felt as if

and lowered his head slowly.

touch her forehead, “I’ll kill you if I catch your cold,” Stella warned.

and slowly raised his head.

using the medicine, “Have

“Yes.”

items into the trash, “Go to

the whole day, can’t sleep now,”

going to bed now,” Stella

hand, “Can you sleep here tonight?”

do you think?” Stella turned to him.

“I think you can.”

and tried pulling her hand back, slightly annoyed, but Clarence

because you are sick, don’t overthink, okay?”

tonight because I

without a word, it was obvious that

her,

bed soon after, she

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

the night,

cold from that wretched man?’ She

quickly woke up and swallowed some cold medicine, but still woke up feeling

took her temperature, no fever but the runny nose and sneezing

and saw the little one rolling in the crib, struggling to get up, while Stella on the other hand sat afar looking blankly at