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

opened his eyes, looked at her, and asked, “What

bandage and continued, “Look

asked, “What good will

already given up hope

Clarence was speechless.

and it was not bleeding. She 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 a bowl of porridge, placed

several seconds. When 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 dining

the dining table. Clarence placed the tray on the table

without raising her head, “Thanks to you,

and grinned. He picked up the spoon and scooped

“Yes.” She replied.

the doctor say?”

doctor asked me to prepare to die

the trash can and frowned. She had discovered what he

continued to eat while Clarence

eat quietly without speaking a word. After the meal, Stella washed her dishes and went to the sofa to take her medicine. Likewise, Clarence sat

a glass of water.

then looked away and took her

an excellent day to sleep at home.

to Stella. He

There was no reply.

his hand but remained asleep. It looked like she was truly

arms, and positioned her onto the bed. She was in deep sleep due to the cold medicine and

blanket, laid

snuggled in his embrace

peck on her forehead and closed

…

get out of bed. She stretched herself and reached for her cellphone to check the time but instead