Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Not long after, a doctor came to call Archer to see the lab data.

He got up and said to Stella, “You just go around first. I will tell them and let them bring the boy down later when he is done with his treatment.”

She nodded. “Okay.”

After he left, she sat in the sofa for a while and then walked around the house since Clarence had not come back yet.

Behind the house, there was a large garden.

She went into the garden and felt a cool breeze with the fresh smell of flowers and plants.

This was indeed a better place to live than the city.

After standing for a while, she found a bench and sat down, staring into the distance.

Soon someone approached her and sat next to her.

She thought it was Clarence and subconsciously turned her head and said, “You…”

When she saw the person’s face, she froze at first and then exclaimed in surprise, “Ms. Anderson.”

It was Dolores Anderson. “You have been sitting here for a while. What are you thinking about?”

Stella looked ahead again with her eyelashes slightly drooping. “Nothing. I just got caught up in my head.”

“Are you still worried about the child?” Dolores asked.

“I know he is fine here with you and Archer. And he is slowly recovering. I just feel… that I haven’t fulfilled my duty as a mother since he was born. I spent little time with him and I could not do anything with his illness,” Stella replied.

Dolores replied, “He was born prematurely and since then he has been in a dismal condition. And before things got any better, something unexpected happened. But Stella, these are not your fault. I had always wanted to tell you this but didn't have an opportunity.”

She added, “I know you had a hard time carrying this child and suffered a lot, but you did your best as a mother to give birth to him in such a difficult situation instead of giving him up. We all want our child to be born healthy and grow up peacefully, but there are always some people who try to ruin our life. If someone is to blame, it is the fault of Clarence and me. We should not have kept it from you, and you, as the mother of the child, have the right to know.”

understood that in a situation like that, it might

you should stop thinking about it. The future will only

a breath. Yes, the worst days had

child was getting better and healthier day

her head and smiled at Dolores. “Thank you,

me. As long as you don’t blame me, it’s enough for me.”

said with a pout, “You raised my child up into a chubby little meatball.

took her hand and

garden, he saw them sitting together and chatting

but leaned on the porch with a slight smile, his

time, he felt some weight on his leg with

saw a little boy who could barely walk steadily hugging his leg. So he squatted down and scratched

a bit scared by him, looking at him with his big watery eyes and taking two steps backward clumsily.

Clarence said, “No crying.”

seemed to have understood, sobbing and looking at him with

Stella and Dolores and lowered his voice, “If you cry, I will be miserable

seemed no longer interested in him and wanted to go to the

on the ground after taking two or three steps. Without crying, he simply turned his

go forward to help,

“There is nothing we can

in front the child and said,

quickly, and after taking a wobbly

“Do you

hand and mumbled some vague syllables, probably agreeing

smile and said,

boy tilted his head, not

repeated,

the boy narrowed his eyes and clapped his little hands, showing two cute little teeth.

bad. You

boy in his arms with