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.

asked softly, “You’re

eyes, looked at her,

the ointment.” Stella relaxed the tension on the bandage and continued, “Look at how badly

pursed his lips and asked, “What good will it

already given up hope on your arm,

Clarence was speechless.

continued to bandage the wound and then left when it was

sat up on the bed and started to rub his temples. A moment later, Stella returned with

opened and shut, he picked up the tray with the bowl and left the room

eating at the dining table. Clarence placed the tray on the table and sat opposite

“Thanks to you, now I have

the spoon and scooped some porridge and said, “Have you

“Yes.” She replied.

the doctor say?” He

prepare to die if I

the trash can

continued to eat while Clarence kept

quietly without speaking a word. After the meal, Stella washed her dishes and went to the sofa to take her medicine. Likewise, Clarence sat beside her with a glass of water and picked up his medicine

in his mouth and washed them down with a glass of water. After

then looked away and took

and it was gloomy outside. It was an excellent day to sleep at home. The medicine caused drowsiness and soon Stella fell asleep on the

and walked over to Stella. He knelt beside

was no reply.

his hand but remained

in his arms, and positioned her onto the bed. She was in

covered her with the blanket, laid

habitually grabbed his waist and then snuggled in his embrace and continued to

her a peck on her

…

in a daze and did not want to get out of bed. She stretched herself and reached for her cellphone to check the time