Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Stella had never expected that one day, Clarence, the wretched man, would boil the water and wash

her hair for her.

This didn’t match his identity only but also it was abnormally weird.

Stella felt as if she was drinking before stepping to the scaffold.

It was way too creepy.

She said, “Mr. Conrad, how about let me do it myself?”

Clarence answered coldly, “Shush.”

Stella hummed and didn’t speak anymore.

The warm water was poured above her head, dropping into the garden.

Although Stella couldn’t see it, she could guess the scene was quite happy and romantic.

Of course, the premise was that the wretched man wasn’t doing it with a cold look.

Besides that, the whole procedure was smooth and quiet. She faintly had an illusion that they were a

normal couple who loved each other.

As soon as she thought about it, Stella was startled. Subconsciously, she dodged.

Clarence pressed her shoulder with another hand. He asked unhappily, “Why are you moving? Haven’t

you said the water temperature is fine?”

Stella realized that his words couldn’t stop her from imagining the wonderful illusion in her mind.

After a moment of silence, she answered, “I was bitten by the mosquitoes.”

“I didn’t expect that not only men like you, but also mosquitoes are attracted by you.”

Upon hearing his words, Stella was in the mood to argue. She retorted, “Since men like me so much,

why don’t you like me, Mr. Conrad?”

Clarence didn’t answer.

In fact, as soon as she asked, Stella regretted it.

Without thinking, she knew what kind of mockery she would hear from this wretched man.

However, right then, the lights in the yard were on suddenly.

With a few claps, the electricity was back in supply for all the electronic devices and the street lamps.

It was good timing, wasn’t it?

Stella closed her eyes for a moment under the bright lights. Occasionally, she looked into the man’s

darkened and calm eyes. She immediately looked away. Wrapping her hair with a dry towel, she said,

“Mr. Conrad, thanks a lot. I’m going upstairs now.”

After entering her room, Stella quickly locked the door from the inside, panting.

It was so close! If Clarence spoke out his sarcastic words, she might not be able to fall asleep tonight

because of the anger again.

Stella walked into the bathroom. When her hair was half-dried, she sneezed.

In the evening, lying on the bed, Stella looked out of the window peacefully. Things that happened

earlier today kept flashing through her mind.

She couldn’t blame herself, because Clarence was way too abnormal.

She could always hear a voice in her mind asking her from time to time, “Is it possible that he likes

you?”

Otherwise, she couldn’t explain that weirdness by the normal logic.

At midnight, Stella still hadn’t figured out anything. She yawned and fell asleep.

...

Stella slept soundly. She didn’t wake up slowly when hearing someone knocking at her door.

She sat up, only to find she was dizzy and had a stuffy nose.

Stella sat for a short while before getting up and opening the door.

Clarence was standing at the door. Leaning against the wall, he cast her a glance, “I didn’t expect that

you are so vindictive.”

“Come again?”

“I said you ate a lot yesterday. Today you are not eating, are you?”

Stella was speechless.

Then she realized something and looked back out of the window. It was not until now did she notice

that the sun had risen to the sky. Seemed it was almost noon.

Stella said tiredly, “I don’t have any appetite. Mr. Conrad, please enjoy your meal.”

After finishing her words, she turned around, aiming to sleep in.

Clarence grabbed her wrist. He put his slightly cold palm on her forehead, pressing his lips, “Go to the

hospital.”

Stella still couldn’t bear to hearing such words from his mouth. In the conditional reflex, she shook off

his hand. She stammered, “Not necessarily. I’ll be fine after a nap.”

She reacted so obviously, so Clarence could read her mind easily.

He withdrew his hand and put it in the trousers pocket. He stared at her coldly, “Stella Radomil, don’t

be silly. If I take you to the hospital for an abortion, do you think you could stay here in peace for such a

long time?”

“No matter what, you have such a thought. I won’t go, anyway.”

Clarence snorted, “It would better if your cold becomes serious. Before I can take any action, you...”

Stella even didn’t think twice. She immediately covered his mouth to avoid him finishing his words. She

said in a weak tone, “Mr. Conrad, please, save it for your virtue.”

How could he say something things harmful to others without benefiting himself?

Clarence still looked annoyed. As if he was running out of patience, he asked again, “Are you going or

not?”

“Yes. Yes. Of course. Thank you so much, Mr. Conrad.”

Clarence was speechless.

He asked unhappily, “Did I tell you I’ll drive you there?”

Stella said, “Okay. Please move then, Mr. Conrad.”

Much to her surprise, after she took a few steps, she was lifted and held by him.

She looked up, only to find the man’s cold and hard mandible line.

“If you fainted here, my time would be wasted more.”

Stella didn’t retort, just letting it be.

She didn’t have any energy to argue with him.

Arriving at the hospital, the doctor said Stella had caught a cold. It was a normal cold, so she only

needed to take some medicines and have a rest.

As he spoke, the doctor took a look at the man at the door, who looked indifferently, “Are you her

husband? You are so irresponsible! How could you let her catch a cold in such pleasant weather?”

Immediately, Stella explained, “No, Doc. It’s not...”

“Why are you defending her? Let me tell you, silly girl. A woman will suffer the most during her

pregnancy. Although you’ve passed the most difficult phase of morning sickness after your belly

becomes bigger in the future, you’ll find everything in your body is changing. You’ll suffer more.”

As the doctor said, he looked over at Clarence and blamed him mercilessly, “Hence, if a woman is

willing to give birth to your baby, it means she loves you very much. You are her husband. You should

care her more.”

Upon hearing it, Clarence cast a glance at Stella, lost in thought.

Stella was so embarrassed and shy, blood surging into her brain. She suddenly became powerful and

stood up. She said, “Thank you, Doc. I got it. We’ve gotta go now.”

After finishing her words, she rushed out of the doctor’s office.

As soon as she got the medicine, Clarence suddenly showed up behind her from nowhere. He

commented in a flat tone, “You look quite energetic.”

Stella lost her tongue.

Clarence added, “It seems I don’t need to carry you in my arms anymore.”

“Mr. Conrad.”

“Ehn?”

“Could you please shut up?” Stella inhaled deeply, “Whatever the doctor said just now, please don’t

take the words into your heart. I want to give birth to the baby because of some personal reason. It has

nothing to do with you at all.”

Clarence said calmly, “I know it.”

Stella breathed a sigh of relief. The next second, he added, “It has nothing to do with me if you give

birth to my baby, and nor does it if you draw my portrait on your draft book.”

Stella gaped.