Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

After saying those words, she lost all her consciousness. When she woke up once again, she was inside a strange room and a strange man was lying down beside her. The scattered clothes near the bed were enough to prove what had happened last night. Her throat was a little dry. After feeling sad for a while, she started to console herself. At least that guy still looked okay, he was way better than that pig last night.

Having remembered what happened last night, Stella was worried of Channing. She quickly wore her clothes, wanting to get back. As she was going to leave, she seemed to have woken the man on the bed up. He slightly wrinkled his eyebrows. Stella immediately put the blanket on his head and patted softly, whispering, “It’s alright, keep sleeping.” She looked like she was cajoling a child. Stella only ran away when no more sound was heard under the blanket.

The creditor had come to her house once again. Luckily Channing was not home because he was seeking her. Stella called him to report her safety and asked him not to go home recently but go to his friend’s house for a while. She then sought for Sherry. After hiding here and there for two months, Stella suddenly realized she was pregnant one day.

It was 4am when Stella woke up. She got up and drank a glass of water, sitting in the living room and started to watch movies and TV shows about first love these two years. She tried to get back that kind of naïve, pure and sweet feeling once more.

Stella had kept herself in the room for three days and she finally had some basic ideas in her mind. As she was going to draw it out, she received a call from a strange number. She put down her pencil and spoke politely, “Hi, who is this?”

“…Missus, I’m Nathan, Mr. Conrad’s assistant. Mr. Conrad is going for a business trip to Maldives tomorrow. He wants to ask you for the blue-and-white striped shirt.” Stella was exceptionally annoyed to be interrupted when she just had some ideas, and even by such a trivial thing. That made her suspected Clarence was seeking trouble on purpose. She then replied rudely, “Excuse me? I’ve divorced him and what does his shirt have to do with me? Ask the housemaid please.” After finished, she hung up without hesitance.

Two minutes later, her phone rang once more. And the incoming call was from Clarence himself. She fell silent for a moment and still picked it up. “Stella Remodel, come back in half an hour.”

“I…” This time, without waiting for her to reply, Clarence hung up straight away. Stella grasped her phone and was so eager to beat that man up. She took a deep breath and after calming herself down, she got up and left the room. Seeing her, Sherry asked, “Honey, it’s late now, where are you going?”

that bastard to hell

“…”

reaching the Starry

clothes. He was flipping the document in front of him with his slender fingers. He did not raise his head and glance at her although he had heard

she finally found the blue-and-white striped shirt the assistant was talking about after searching the place all over. She was slightly startled upon seeing the shirt. It was the shirt she had specially bought for Clarence when she knew he wanted to go for a business trip to Hawaii, during

a cheap way to please me, and avoid those mind-games that would be exposed right away.” Stella did not know what mind-game had she played, but from that onwards, she had not bought anything for him anymore. Now he had deliberately asked her to come back for something

put it on the bed. As she was going to speak, she realized Clarence was talking to somebody on phone. His voice was low throughout and he did not glimpse at

he did not expect her to leave so soon. He pursed his lips and spoke blandly to the one at the other end of the call, “Yes, that’s it for now, I still have other thing to

called and held back when she just reached the living room downstairs. Clarence stood on the stairs and looked at her in a superior way. His expression was indifferent as

it on

“What about the others?”

meant and she asked, “What others?” Clarence frowned, looking unhappy. “My business trip lasts for

back then, she would always pack his luggage for him when he had to go for a business trip the next day. She did not expect that after humbly being his wife for three years, not only she did not receive any compliment, she had

We’re already divorced, therefore finding your shirt and packing your luggage for you are no longer my responsibility. Please find the housemaid or your next wife, stop calling me