Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Donald opened the door, took Daphne to the guest bedroom, and turned on the light, “You can sleep here. If you need anything, just tell me. It’ll be my pressure to help.”

Daphne nodded, “Thank you Mr. Shawn.”

Donald looked at her, with corners of his lips twitching, “Didn’t I tell you not to be so reserved?”

Under his gaze, Daphne couldn’t help but feel herself flushed. She looked sideways, opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn’t say anything other than “thank you”.

Seeing that she was still nervous, Donald pushed the suitcase in front of her, “Okay, it’s getting late. I won’t bother you. Just have a good sleep”

Daphne turned around and stammered, “Mr. Shawn, thank you...And good night...”

The smile deepened on Donald’s face, “Good night.”

While speaking, he closed the door of the guest bedroom.

Donald had just walked a few steps when the phone rang. It was Vincent.

He swiped and picked up the phone, “Have you caught him?”

Vincent said, “Yeah, we have captured him. How’s your injury? Didn’t you go to the hospital?”

As Donald walked to his room, he hissed in pain, “How can I go to hospital at this moment? It’s too embarrassing.”

Vincent sneered and said, “Knowing that it’s beyond your capability, you still rush to confront him. Certainly, you will get beaten.”

Donald untied his tie and threw it on the sofa, “You still think I’m such a savage just like you? I’m a gentleman, and Harris is Justin Conrad’s best hitman. I should be grateful since I’m alive.”

“Yes, Mr. Shawn is pampered. How can I put on a par with you.”

“It’s kind of mean for you to say that.”

Vincent didn’t bother to pay attention to him, “Fine, just handle it yourself.”

Before he hung up the phone, Donald added, “Hey, are you and Clarence, are you reconciled?”

“You think we are still young kids? How can we

was amused, “Don’t you

chased his wife. I

the same,

about it, “Then what’s your behavior tonight? Infant

silent, “Is it interesting for two mature men to

you who started

you didn’t know how much risk I took to help

causally, “It’s nothing. I have tons of story to tell. Just take

phone. He then took off his shirt to check out the bruises on his

get his pajamas. At that moment he remembered the expression of Daphne was about to cry when she treated the wound on his face. If she found the wound on

bed, Donald stared at the ceiling, unable to

other room, Daphne

unfamiliar environment, or some other reason. She felt that her whole brain was very

next to her, she couldn’t control her mind to think about the bits and pieces of how they getting

a daze, not knowing what she was

...

where Harris was locked, peered in through the

have asked him. He didn’t say anything, and I checked his recent traces. After he returned to City N, he has been living

while, Clarence said, “Where has

he was hiding, he followed Daphne almost all the time, looking for opportunities to

before he returned

can’t find out. But there is news from the police. In the two days when Justin fell into the sea, someone

emotion in Clarence’s voice, “That means, he doesn’t

that he wanted to find out whether Justin was still in

and the police have done many searches in the nearby waters. Either he made sufficient preparations in advance and escaped before

remaining possibility, he did not utter

But everyone knew that.

after falling into the sea, let

answers, Clarence probably lost his interest in questioning Harris

been seen in South Africa and Darnell

didn’t say anything, turned around and said, “Send him to the police station. And let the police take care of