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.

an overwhelming aura of aloofness and

marry me at the beginning. Even though we got married later, you seldom came back home and would be indifferent to

deep breath, her voice trembling, “Rest assured. I will keep a 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. I know you’ve

Clarence was rendered speechless.

nonsense

you to take some medicine. But you refused it and even wanted me to leave. Don’t

on a sofa. He picked up the bowl of porridge in front

tears in her eyes immediately

was

gosh, she was talented in

finished the porridge, Stella went out to pour some water for him and took some

his back against the

and the cold cures on the tea

groaned an answer, “A little

and then had a cold bath.

and stood behind him.

again and the

a long while, Stella said in a low voice, “I

and he abruptly opened his

you that it was not your

Clarence remained silent.

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

matter if they didn’t intervene in the matters in City N. And

was stunned and her hand stiffened in the

and marry Jeffery, and even Jeffery sold you to Twilight Club… These

and then continued, “Do you still think that

know what to say. Therefore, she didn’t give any

eyes, stood up and left the

A man like him didn’t deserve anything, no matter it was

were extravagant hopes

good that he could learn this early. At least she could have the chance

Emmett… Or Alexander Hans who could even accept

all good choices for