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, and asked, “What

the tension on the bandage and continued, “Look at how badly your wound is infected. I’ll try a

asked,

Since you had already given up hope

Clarence was speechless.

was not bleeding. She continued to bandage the wound and then left

his temples. A moment later, Stella returned with a bowl of porridge, placed it on the bedside table, and

and shut, he picked up the tray with the bowl and

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

head, “Thanks to you, now

frowned slightly and grinned. He picked up the spoon and scooped some porridge and said, “Have you gone to the

“Yes.” She replied.

did the doctor

to die if I don’t take my

trash can and frowned. She

to eat while

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 from the coffee table. Stella glared

placed them in his mouth and washed them down with a glass of water. After that, Clarence turned towards

looked away and took her

It was an excellent day to sleep

and walked over to Stella. He knelt beside her and then called

There was no reply.

gently pinched her nose and she reflexively frowned and swatted his

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

her with the blanket, laid beside her, and gently embraced

habitually grabbed his waist and then snuggled in

a peck on her forehead and

…

not want to get out of bed. She stretched herself and reached for her cellphone to check the time but instead of her phone, she felt a nose and