Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Donald opened the door, took Daphne to the guest bedroom, and turned on the light, “You can sleep here. If you need anything, just tell me. It’ll be my pressure to help.”

Daphne nodded, “Thank you Mr. Shawn.”

Donald looked at her, with corners of his lips twitching, “Didn’t I tell you not to be so reserved?”

Under his gaze, Daphne couldn’t help but feel herself flushed. She looked sideways, opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn’t say anything other than “thank you”.

Seeing that she was still nervous, Donald pushed the suitcase in front of her, “Okay, it’s getting late. I won’t bother you. Just have a good sleep”

Daphne turned around and stammered, “Mr. Shawn, thank you...And good night...”

The smile deepened on Donald’s face, “Good night.”

While speaking, he closed the door of the guest bedroom.

Donald had just walked a few steps when the phone rang. It was Vincent.

He swiped and picked up the phone, “Have you caught him?”

Vincent said, “Yeah, we have captured him. How’s your injury? Didn’t you go to the hospital?”

As Donald walked to his room, he hissed in pain, “How can I go to hospital at this moment? It’s too embarrassing.”

Vincent sneered and said, “Knowing that it’s beyond your capability, you still rush to confront him. Certainly, you will get beaten.”

Donald untied his tie and threw it on the sofa, “You still think I’m such a savage just like you? I’m a gentleman, and Harris is Justin Conrad’s best hitman. I should be grateful since I’m alive.”

“Yes, Mr. Shawn is pampered. How can I put on a par with you.”

“It’s kind of mean for you to say that.”

Vincent didn’t bother to pay attention to him, “Fine, just handle it yourself.”

Before he hung up the phone, Donald added, “Hey, are you and Clarence, are you reconciled?”

“You think we are still young kids? How can we reconciled just

amused, “Don’t you two behave like

Clarence chased his wife. I

the same,

“Then what’s your

“Is it interesting for two mature men to chat like

you who started

know how much risk I took to help you. I really don’t know what’s going

said causally, “It’s nothing. I have tons of story to tell. Just take care of

up the phone. He then took off his shirt to check out the bruises on his body. He later

went to the cloakroom to get his pajamas. At that moment he remembered the expression of Daphne was about to cry when

at the ceiling,

Daphne

of unfamiliar environment, or some other reason. She felt that her whole

Donald was in the room next to her, she couldn’t control her mind to think about the bits and pieces of how they getting along. With that in her mind, she buried her head in

was in a

...

house where Harris was locked, peered in through the glass

asked him. He didn’t say anything, and I checked his recent traces. After he returned to City N, he has been living

while, Clarence said, “Where has he

hiding, he followed Daphne almost all the time, looking for opportunities

about before he returned

into the sea, someone saw him on the nearby shore. He doesn’t seem to

in Clarence’s voice, “That means, he doesn’t even

Harris, was that he wanted to find out whether Justin

a few seconds before saying, “Our men and the police have done many searches in the nearby waters. Either he

possibility, he did not

But everyone knew that.

for ordinary people to survive after falling into the

Clarence probably lost his interest in questioning Harris

in South Africa and

to the police station. And let the