Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Daphne Aldrich huddled in the corner, shaking violently as she heard the sound of fighting outside.

She wanted to stand up and help Donald Shawn, but the light was too dim to tell where is Donald...

At this time, with a snap, the lights came on. The appliances in the house began to work again.

The mess in the whole house came into her view.

Daphne saw Donald being pushed to the ground by Harris. Without any hesitation, she picked up the metal ornament next to her and smashed it at the back of Harris’ head.

This heavy strike stopped the movement of Harris’ hands for a moment. But he then turned to look at her. With a fierce expression, his eyes were filled with killing intent.

Seeing this, Daphne couldn’t help but take two steps back. But she didn’t flinch. She then clenched the metal handle in her hand.

At the same time, there were hurried footsteps outside the door.

Harris quickly let go of Donald. He then jumped over Daphne and fled away.

Seeing this, Daphne threw away the stuff in her hand and went to help Donald. She could see blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth and bruises all over his face. She didn’t know how to hold him with hands for a while, and was about to cry, “Mr.... Mr. Shawn, are you okay?”

Donald sat on the ground, with one leg bent and his hand supporting him on his knee. After he coughed for a while, he said, “It’s okay.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Vincent James rushed in with his men, glanced at the fluttering curtains, and then looked at Donald, “How is it?”

Donald looked up at him and licked the wound on the corner of his mouth, “If you come here later, you can directly burry my body for me.”

Vincent glanced at Daphne next to him, and said calmly, “I’ve never seen you run so fast.”

Donald didn’t bother to pay attention to him, “Go to catch your suspect, don’t mess around here.”

“Okay, Mr. Shawn please take a good rest.”

After Vincent rushed out with his men, Daphne quickly helped Donald to the sofa and then turned to find iodophor to clean his wounds.

Seeing her red eyes, Donald held her wrist, and his words slowed down gently, “Are you just scared?”

Daphne shook her head slightly, with tears in her eyes.

Donald said, “Is it because of my injury? It doesn’t matter. It’s just a tiny scratch.”

Daphne didn’t speak, sniffed and continued to sanitize him with a cotton swab.

stared at her like that, and suddenly uttered, “Didn’t

he was talking about what happened just now, she whispered, “I wanted to, but there is no

been waiting for your call

move of the cotton swab, her eyelashes

raised his eyebrows, “Didn’t you say

think I’ll deal with it

was full of worry, “Mr. Shawn, do you have any injuries on your body? Shall I accompany you to the

“It’s

he looked at the door in the house which was kicked off,

his gaze and whispered,

you. The hotel

was a little dazed, not knowing where

coughed, “Otherwise, you can go to my

him. So he added quickly, “If you don’t trust me, I

need.” Daphne’s lips pursed lightly, “Then thank you

said with

necessities, a change of clothes, as well as a computer

broken door and the messy house, lost in

I will have someone clean up

and followed him

...

night, while Stella was almost fell asleep, she

a while, she heard a

said

turned around, kissed her forehead lightly, and whispered, “I have something

Stella grabbed his sleeves.

hasn’t gone out at the middle of the night for a long, long

She was worried.

not a big deal. Vincent has

felt like she didn’t even know whether she

“Yeah.”

to

fine. Donald is staying with

breathed

she let go of Clarence’s sleeves,

taken aback, “Aren’t you