Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Stella coughed, looking away awkwardly.

Since they had a mutual understanding on such a matter, he didn’t need to speak it out it. How

embarrassing!

Clarence looked at her coldly, his handsome features expressionless.

After a few seconds, Stella lifted the quilt, “Mr. Conrad, sorry for bothering you tonight. I should go

home now...”

Clarence stood in front of the bed with hands in his pocket, looking indifferent.

Stella felt dizzy and weakened. When she tried hard to get off the bed, all her strength was used up.

When her feet reached the floor, she only saw black. Subconsciously, she grabbed something to keep

a balance so that she didn’t faint.

When she got better, she looked in the direction where her hand was grabbing something.

She grabbed Clarence’s shirt.

With a wry smile, Stella withdrew her hand. However, after losing the spot to keep her balance, she

couldn’t help but fall behind. Clarence raised his arm and wrapped it around her waist.

The big inertia made them fall onto the bed together.

Stella blinked her eyes, her cheeks ruby and her eyes watery.

Clarence pressed both his arms on the bed, facing her. With darkened and deepened eyes, he asked

in a hoarse tone, “What does your gaze mean?”

Stella looked away, wondering what kind of gaze she gave him just now.

She just felt her body was heated up and she couldn’t help but want to get closer to him.

Clarence pinched her thin and forced her to look into his eyes. He said calmly, “Tell me. What do you

want?”

Stella didn’t answer. She just thought that although they were so close to each other now, she seemed

not to be able to figure out what he was thinking.

When they were in his office earlier, he was like a piece of arctic ice that could never melt, aloof and

heartless. However, in a blink, he rushed to rescue her and showed up in a place that he shouldn’t

have.

He had used all possible means to revenge on her. With just a small trick, he made her owe him tens of

millions debt.

However, he had never mentioned to her that Jeffrey asked him for money.

After marrying him for three years, she had thought that she knew Clarence more or less. But it wasn’t

until now did she realize that it turned out she had never known him.

Noticing that she was lost in thought, Clarence frowned impatiently, “Answer me.”

Stella answered slowly, “Nothing much. I just realized that you are quite handsome, Mr. Conrad.”

Clarence was speechless.

Suddenly, Stella raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck. Slightly raising her head, she

pressed her lips onto his.

Clarence’s eyes were darkened in desire. Since she proposed to divorce till now, it had been over four

months. He hadn’t made love to her for a long time.

He wrapped around her waist and opened her lips with his tongue.

Stella took the chance and bit his tongue as an act of revenge. In return, she received his more wild

kiss.

Everything went smoothly. At the critical moment, Stella subconsciously grabbed his hand, “You...

Please be gentle.”

Looking at her tearful eyes, Clarence felt his heart softened. He answered in a hoarse tone, “Ehn.”

It had been a long time since they made love the last time. Stella was a bit nervous and afraid. When

he started moving, she couldn’t help but moan.

Clarence stopped and stared at her expressionlessly, “Don’t you think you are over-performed?”

“I’m not... It hurt.”

“It didn’t hurt so much when we did it for the first time.”

“It’s different...”

She was drugged that time and was quite dizzy.

Clarence asked, “Should I find you something to arouse you?”

Stella didn’t answer. The wretched man was too difficult to get satisfied.

Clarence kissed her on the forehead and said in a gentle tone, “Endure it, OK?”

Stella moaned again, clenching his arms with her fingers.

...

When it ended, Stella was so exhausted that she fell asleep.

Even Clarence held her to take a shower in the bathroom; she didn’t wake up at all.

After pulled over a towel and dried her, Clarence put her on the bed.

Without the loosened dress, her slightly bulged belly looked quite obvious.

Clarence looked down, bent one kneel, and squatted next to the bed. Then he covered the belly with

his palm gently.

Although Stella was sleeping tightly, she felt someone approaching her belly. She raised her hand in

the conditional reflex.

“Pak!” The clear sound of the slap was heard in the quiet room.

Clarence was startled. Then he raised his head and looked up, his eyes staring daggers at her.

But Stella didn’t sense anything. She mumbled and turned around, huddling up her body into a

protective posture.

Clarence gritted his teeth fiercely. He instantly stood up, rushed out in anger. He wanted to smash the

door close to wake up that ungrateful woman. However, when he closed the door, he reduced the

strength and closed it gently.

Walking into the study, Clarence dialed a number.

Soon, he heard Nathan’s voice, “Good evening, Mr. Conrad.”

Clarence asked, “How is it going now?”

“We’ve found it - the usurer asked Mrs. Conrad’s father returned the money in three days. After he

failed to meet you several times, he started to have a plan to sell out Mrs. Conrad. Moreover, this

incident was planned by himself this time.

Nathan continued, “Mr. Conrad, one more thing.”

“Go on.”

“Before that, the usurer went to find Mrs. Conrad’s younger brother. They had a fight and were sent to

the police station. The usurer couldn’t find Mrs. Conrad’s father, so they asked Mrs. Conrad to pay for

the debt. On that evening, her brother went to Twilight Club...”

That was why the admission letter was sold.

Clarence looked out of the window, lost in thought. After several seconds, he said, “Don’t let him show

up in front of Stella again.”

He added, “Something wrong with the cooperation with London. Get me a ticket for tomorrow. I’ll go

there in person.”

Although Nathan was clear that there was nothing wrong with his cooperation with London, and it was

going smoothly, he didn’t expose Clarence’s lie.

He asked tentatively, “Tomorrow morning or afternoon?”

Clarence answered expressionlessly, “Eight o’clock in the morning.”

“Okay. I’ll book the ticket now.”

“Hold on.” Clarence continued after a moment of silence, “When I’m not in town, send someone to keep

an eye on Stella. Don’t let anyone of the Conrad family find that she’s pregnant.”

“Yes, Mr. Conrad.”

After hanging up the phone, Clarence stood in his study for a long while. Then he turned around and

walked back into the bedroom.

On the bed, Stella huddled up in a corner, occupying a small space as if she would fall off at any time.

Clarence walked over and lay down, pulling her closer directly.

Stella moved a bit, feeling not cozy. However, she was pressed in his arms by him forcibly. She couldn’t

find a place to breathe freely and poked her head out in a grievance.

Looking at her pitiful look, Clarence curled up his lips into a smile, feeling quite delighted.

After a long time, he whispered, “I hope when I come back, you can give me a good answer.”