Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

In the late night, the rain became bigger and bigger. Browsing the news on the Internet, Modesty felt so bothered.

When the car stopped in front of the hotel, she got off the car and quickly walked towards the hotel with an umbrella.

She used the umbrella to hide her face all the way and even didn’t close it in the life.

Standing in front of the room and Arthur told her before, Modesty reached out to press the doorbell.

The door was opened soon. Arthur only wrapped his lower body with a bath towel. When seeing Modesty, he said with evil intention, “Nice. You arrive so quickly.”

Modesty looked at him coldly, “What the hell do you want?”

Arthur studied her from top to toe and said, “Come in first. How boring it will be if we just stand here.”

Modesty only closed the umbrella after walking into the room. She put it in a corner.

Arthur walked towards the wine cabinet while saying, “Take a seat.”

Modesty had been landing her gaze on him when she sat down on the sofa in the living room.

After a short wine, Arthur walked over with two glasses of red wine and put one of them in front of Modesty, “No matter what, I have to congratulate you for winning the championship.”

When speaking, Arthur picked up the glass of red wine for Modesty.

Modesty knitted her brows. Suppressing the disgust and hatred in her heart, she took the glass from Arthur and took a sip under his gaze.

Arthur looked at her with satisfaction.

Modesty put the glass on the table, “You can tell me how much you want. I will try my best to satisfy you.”

“Nope.” Arthur raised his chin and gulped down the red wine in his glass. He then sat beside Modesty, “If what I want is money, I won’t ask you to come here. Ms. Barton has a lot of money. I ask you here to talk about our private affair.”

When speaking, he put his hand on Modesty’s thigh.

Modesty abruptly stood up, “Behave yourself!”

expression and said coldly, “You come to my room,

“I come here because…”

felt her surroundings

on the sofa, Arthur curled his lips into

fruit knife and uncontrollably stammered in

“Oh, seems you come here with some preparation. I

dizzier, even finding it difficult to

onto the sofa violently, “Now that this’s the case, I won’t

Modesty still struggled out of the instinct, but when she felt the sharp pain from her private part, she stared at the ceiling dully, feeling her mind

could only hear the man’s

up from the ground, casually grabbed a cloth to cover her breasts and then took out her phone in an attempt to call the

beside her, Arthur narrowed his eyes and lit a

speaking, he threw a phone to Modesty, “The evidence is in the

force.

the police interrogate me, I will get nervous and may tell them about your unpresentable transaction. It doesn’t matter to me. But you’re different. It was not easy for you to win the championship of the Young Designers’ Contest. It

was silent for a long time, and then she began to wear

she left, Arthur said, “Rest assured. As long as you can come to me whenever I call you, I won’t disclose this video or our transaction on the contest

on both sides were clenched into fists, yet she could only suppress her

laughter

the house that she was living

alley, which had always been water logged, was full of water now and she

Her shoes and clothes had

Modesty knocked at the door with great force. But the only

woke up her neighbor. An old man, aged around seventy years old, wobbled out of his home. He recognized Modesty only after a long

around and asked

ago and was sent the hospital, yet he hasn’t come

“What about Adolph?”

after sending your

finishing the words, the old

angrier. She landed a hard kick on the flowerpot. The flowerpot hit the wall and broke into pieces.

sound. He shook his head, clicked his

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