Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

After Stella had gone far, she finally felt a bit chill from her back.

She had never known that Clarence would be so idle. How could he have time to care about if she had

eaten, washed her hair, or dated someone?

She could understand the way how this wretched man was doing things less and less.

Stella hailed a taxi, heading directly to Sherry’s home.

When she arrived, the door was unlocked. She heard the suppressed sobs from the inside.

Stella stood at the door for a few minutes. Then she turned around and left in silence.

If it had happened to her, she should be by herself alone in peace as well.

After arriving home, Stella sat at the desk, staring at a blank paper in a daze.

The kind of feeling that she had never had before surged in her heart.

Sherry and Liam were in love for five years. None of them had expected that he would cheat on Sherry

one day.

In fact, Stella thought both Sherry and she were the same. In the three-year marriage with Clarence,

she tried to be a qualified Mrs. Conrad peacefully. She knew how much he hated her, so she was quite

clear what she should and shouldn’t do. She had never expected anything else.

However, she wasn’t a robot without any feelings. They had been together for three years, so many

days and nights.

If it weren’t that Vivian had appeared, Stella thought that they would be leading such a life forever.

However, during those days and nights, no matter it was the cold Clarence or the tender one after he

had been drunk, he had never belonged to her and he would not either.

When she recalled those days, she realized that she cared about her marriage, but she also knew that

it wouldn’t change anything at all.

She had thought everything would be fine after divorcing him. She could start a new life. However,

judging from the situation, she didn’t think that the wretched man would let go of her.

It made her feel like being stung by a thorn in her heart. She knew where it was, but she couldn’t take it

out.

...

On the second day, Stella went to Starry Lake Mansion after Clarence had just left home to his office.

Seeing that she came in with two employees of a moving company, the servant was so panicked that

cold sweat oozed on her forehead. She had to make an excuse. “Excuse me, Mrs. Conrad. Mr. Conrad

said other people are not allowed to enter...”

Stella knew the wretched man’s character. “I won’t let them in. I’ll take the luggage down myself.”

As she spoke, she pulled the empty suitcase and walked upstairs.

The servant followed her tightly, trying to comfort her, who seemed to have a fight with her husband just

for the time being. “Mrs. Conrad, why don’t you wait until Mr. Conrad to come back? If you move

without his presence, he’ll be quite angry.”

“Have you seen him not angry before? He believed that my belongings have occupied his territory and

displeased him. If I move them away, he wouldn’t have many excuses.”

“Alas... Mrs. Conrad...”

Since she failed to convince Stella, the servant sneaked out secretly and made a call to Clarence.

Stella walked into the cloakroom. Looking at the closet that had occupied the whole wall, she felt that

her temples were popping.

All the clothes were tailored according to her size, but she had never worn them before. None of them

truly belonged to her.

However, she could understand why Clarence wanted her to move her belongings away. Probably in

the near future, a new hostess would move into Starry Lake Mansion. If she saw those clothes fully

occupy the closet, she would be quite unpleasant.

Stella had to admit that Clarence truly embodied capitalism with no waste of human and material

resources.

After she put a few clothes into her suitcase, it was full.

Looking at the tip of the iceberg, she regretted why she would have told him that she would move by

herself.

Now, she couldn’t move away from all her clothes in this closet. She even couldn’t carry the luggage

down by herself.

When she was wondering what she should do, the servant returned with a phone in her hand. “Excuse

me, Mrs. Conrad, Mr. Conrad wants to talk to you.”

Stella took the phone over, feeling quite helplessly suddenly. “Mr. Conrad, I...”

The man spoke coldly, “You don’t need to move them.”

Stella hadn’t expected he would be so kind. After being startled for a moment, she asked, “Pardon?”

Clarence snorted. “Can’t Horace buy you new clothes?”

Before Stella could answer, he had hung up the phone immediately.

Staring at the phone, Stella couldn’t return to her senses for a long time, wondering what he was angry

about this time.

After a long while, Stella heaved a sigh helplessly. She put back the clothes that she had put into her

suitcase.

The servant was still comforting her. “Mrs. Conrad, Mr. Conrad, and you are still in the cold war. You

know his character well. He’s always missing you. Otherwise, he wouldn’t...”

Stella looked back at her and smiled. “We’re not in a cold war. We’ve divorced already.”

Upon hearing it, the servant was startled. She never expected that they had ended up in such a terrible

situation.

When the servant was still in a daze, Stella had packed up her other belongings, dragging the luggage

downstairs.

Although they didn’t have to move anything, the employees of the moving company still came here to

help her. Stella paid them and let them leave.

...

Conrad Group.

Nathan knocked at the door of the CEO’s office. “Excuse me, Mr. Conrad. I just received a call from the

Conrads' Mansion. They said it’s Mrs. Joanna Conrad’s birthday this Saturday. You need to go back...”

Without looking up, Clarence hummed and said, “Prepare her a gift.”

“Yes, Mr. Conrad.” After a pause, Nathan added, “Mr. Conrad, a few days ago, Mr. Justin Conrad

seemed to have been to SG Jewelry Magazine.”

Upon hearing “SG Jewelry Magazine”, Clarence frowned deeply.

Noticing that, Nathan realized that this subject wasn’t appropriate. Immediately, he explained, “It’s

nothing serious. I’ll go ahead and prepare the gift then...”

Clarence looked up at him, parting his thin lips. “Tell me.”

“Mr. Justine Conrad asked Ms. Radomil to design a necklace for Mrs. Joanna Conrad. It seemed to be

the gift for her.”

“Has she finished the design?”

“Yes...”

Clarence knocked on the desk slightly, keeping silent.

After a while, Nathan said tentatively, “Mr. Conrad, shall I find you a date for the birthday banquet for

Mrs. Joanna Conrad?”

“Whatever.”

After finishing his words, Clarence lowered his head again and continued with the documents.

Nathan answered and left, feeling a heavy burden on his shoulders instantly.

Since Mr. Conrad didn’t refuse, it meant that he agreed even though he said whatever his date couldn’t

be anyone.

Nathan found it so difficult, wondering how he could let Stella be Mr. Conrad’s date on that day.

In the afternoon, Nathan wasn’t in the office. A call was transferred from the front desk to the

assistant’s office, saying that a designer from the SG Jewelry Magazine wanted to meet Mr. Conrad.

Nathan was always in charge of the communication with Stella and SG Jewelry Magazine, so other

assistants didn’t know the details. One of them went to the CEO’s office and asked what to do.

Clarence put down the pen in his hand. Rubbing between his eyebrows, he said, “Let her come

upstairs.”

He thought that Stella came over to show her weakness. He felt quite delighted.

After ten minutes, the door of the CEO’s office was knocked.

Clarence answered in a flat tone, “Come in.”

When the door was pushed open, he didn’t spare a glance at her at all. He stood up and strode to the

sofa. Then he said while putting on airs, “Pour me a cup of coffee.”