Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

After the private doctor listened to what Stella had said, he replied, “Mrs. Conrad, Mr. Conrad’s condition is exacerbated by the infection of his injuries which worsened his cold. Rest assured that he’ll be fine once we get the infection under control.”

Stella frowned and asked, “Are you certain that he doesn’t need to go to the hospital?”

“No, no. There is no need to. But he needs to take the medicine as directed.” The doctor replied.

“He took the medicine yesterday afternoon and at night,” Stella answered.

The doctor exclaimed and said, “That’s strange. He should be getting better by right.”

He continued after a pause, “Mrs. Conrad, did you change his bandages this morning?”

“Er… not yet.” Mrs. Conrad replied guiltily.

“Then can you kindly change his bandages and then give him another dose of the medicine? If he doesn’t get better in a couple of hours, I’ll make a trip over.” The doctor said.

Stella heaved a sigh and replied, “Okay, I’ll do that.”

Stella ended the call and left to cook some porridge when it did not appear that Clarence was about to wake up.

She filled the pot with water and left it on the stove before going over to the washing machine to do some laundry. Thereafter, she tidied the living hall and when she was emptying the trash, she noticed some pills inside the trash can.

Stella squatted next to the trash can and then carefully picked up the pills inside the trash can. Then she went to compare them with the medicine that the doctor prescribed for Clarence.

True enough, they were identical. Stella frowned immediately and tightly clenched her fists.

…

In fact, Clarence was already awake when Stella called the doctor. He laid on the bed with his eyes wide open before shutting them when he heard the door opening.

Stella brought the medical box and sat beside the bed. She took out a pair of small scissors and began to cut the bandage on his arm. She was very precise and gentle in reapplying the ointment onto his wounds.

Suddenly, Clarence grunted in pain.

softly, “You’re

eyes, looked at her, and

tension on the bandage and continued, “Look at how badly your wound is infected. I’ll try a

asked, “What good will

hope on your arm, let’s do

Clarence was speechless.

it was not bleeding. She continued to bandage the wound

and started to rub his temples. A moment later, Stella returned with a bowl of porridge, placed it on the bedside

he did not hear the outside door being opened and shut, he picked up the tray with the bowl and left the room for the

tray on the table and sat opposite her and asked, “Why

head, “Thanks to

up the spoon and scooped some porridge and said, “Have you gone to

“Yes.” She replied.

did the doctor say?”

doctor asked me to prepare to die if I don’t take my medicine.” Stella

speechless. He then looked towards the trash can and frowned. She had discovered what he had

to eat while Clarence kept his

to the sofa to take her medicine. Likewise, Clarence sat beside her with a glass of water and picked up

a glass of water.

and then looked away

day to sleep at home. The

walked over to

no

swatted his hand but remained

onto the bed. She was in deep sleep due to the cold medicine and did not wake

blanket, laid beside her, and gently

then snuggled in

peck on her forehead

…

out of bed. She stretched herself and reached for her cellphone to check the time but instead of her phone, she felt a nose and the