Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

After ending the call, Stella stood on the balcony for a long time.

The rain became bigger and bigger and there were barely any passengers on the streets in the distance. Only rows of street lings stood in the rain lonely.

After a long while, Stella heaved a long sigh, walked to the kitchen, turned off the fire, ladled the porridge into a bowl, put the bowl onto a tray and then walked into the bedroom.

The lights of the bedroom were all off and it was so quiet that Stella could even hear the sound of the rain dropping onto the glass.

Stella put the tray on the tea table, turned on a wall lamp and walked to Clarence, only to find that Clarence had closed his eyes and had steady breaths. It seemed like he had fallen asleep.

Stella reached out to feel the temperature of his forehead and felt relieved when learning that Clarence didn’t have a fever.

Stella subconsciously knitted her brows when thinking that Clarence’s body still felt so cold while he had fallen asleep for a long time.

Stella reached her hand under the quilt, wanting to check whether Clarence’s hands were cold or not.

But the moment she touched his hand, her wrist was grasped.

Stella felt a whirl of dizziness and at the next moment, she lay onto the bed.

Clarence confined her under his body with his big hand grasping her wrist. He fixed his black eyes on her and asked in a husky voice, “Which part do you want to touch?”

Stella was rendered speechless.

She turned her head to look at him. She could feel that his hand which was grasping her wrist was also cold.

Stella looked up at him, “I prepared some porridge. Eat some.”

Clarence rubbed the veins on her wrist gently with his fingers and said in a bland tone, “I don’t have any appetite.”

“You have to eat something even if you don’t have the appetite. Eat the porridge and then eat some cold cures and then go to bed. Otherwise, you will easily get sick. Exactly, you’re a bit sick now. Hurry up to take medicine.”

“Isn’t it good if I’m sick?”

When Stella prepared to say something, Clarence continued, “If I’m sick, no one will bother you and you can do the things you like.”

Clarence then let go of her, turned over and sat up by the bedside.

exuded an overwhelming aura of aloofness and

beginning. Even though we got married later, you seldom came back home and

distance from you. The farther, the better. You will not feel bothered if you don’t see me. Many girls like you and you can have love affairs with them happily.

Clarence was rendered speechless.

her, “What nonsense are you talking about? I

some medicine. But you

the wrong, Clarence stood up and then sat down on a sofa. He picked up the bowl of porridge in front of him,

the tears in her eyes immediately

trick was quite

gosh, she was talented in

pour some water for him and

on the sofa with his back against the sofa,

the cold cures on

answer, “A little

then had

complaining, she still walked to Clarence and stood behind

and the room became silent

long while, Stella said in a low

body became stiff and he abruptly

have to tell you that it was not your

Clarence remained silent.

came straight to the point, “Archer told me that Mr. Bancroft James didn’t

be involved in this matter if they didn’t intervene in the matters in City N. And Lyndon wouldn’t have gotten

stunned and her

and marry Jeffery, and even Jeffery sold you to Twilight Club… These matters all happened because

think that

something, yet she didn’t know what

eyes, stood up and left the

man like him didn’t deserve anything, no matter it was family affection, friendship

were extravagant hopes to

least she could

Or Alexander Hans who could even

all good choices for