Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

After such a kiss, Clarence’s anger seemed to have released much of it. The corner of his mouth

turned up, staring at her.

However, Stella glared at him. “What are you looking at? Haven’t you ever seen a beautiful lady?”

Donald couldn’t stand it anymore, and he decided to help Clarence as a friend. And he said obligingly,

“Girl, you are quite beautiful. You can just aim at me. He had a wife, and it’s a bit… unethical for you to

do this to him.”

Stella let out a sigh and looked at Clarence, “You have a wife and still come out to have fun. Scum!”

Clarence was speechless.

He turned his head and looked at Donald blankly. Donald sighed and put his hand on Clarence’s

shoulder, “It’s not that I won’t help you. I just can’t get over it. Although I do look suave, I’m also

righteous. I can’t allow my friend to do anything wrong to his family in front of me!”

“So, bring it on me. I’m willing to sacrifice for you.” He even wiped his tears, saying, “For the sake of

harmony and happiness of my friend’s family, all of these should be done, as long as you will repent.”

Stella knew that there was no one normal around Clarence’s friends. There was already Vincent, who

had so many bad ideas, and now, another scum who looked very problematic inside.

She didn’t want to spend any more time with them. So, she grabbed her things and said, “I have to go

now. You guys have fun.”

As soon as Stella had left, Donald wanted to go after her, but Clarence got up one step ahead of him.

Donald said with hatred, “So what I just said was all nonsense? Are you right doing this to your wife?”

Clarence looked back at him, “If you really have nothing to do, go and see the brain specialist.”

After saying that, Clarence left with big strides.

As soon as they left, Doreen ended the party seeing that it was getting late too.

Donald called Vincent as he walked out, “Is Clarence so wild now? Or is it that he doesn’t have a wife

at all? Are you teasing me?”

“Why not? Didn’t he coax his wife to go tonight?”

“Come on. He wasn’t coaxing his wife at all. He was just looking for an excuse to flirt with a girl. And

the worst part is that he even got away with it. I never thought that I would lose to him. It’s just not

right!”

Vincent let out a sigh.

Retard.

Donald said, “No way. The more I think about it, the angrier I get. Do you have Clarence’s wife’s

contact? I’m going to tattle.”

After a few seconds of silence, Vincent said, “Yes.”

On the other hand, Stella stood by the side of the road after coming out to take a taxi. But the bar was

crowded at the moment and many people were lining up outside for taxis.

She found a place to sit down and reached out to press her temples.

Clarence’s voice sounded next to her, “You were in a fit of pique to drink even if you can’t. Now you feel

sick, right?”

Stella turned her head away and ignored him.

Clarence sat next to her, twisted a bottle of mineral water and handed it over, “At least you give me a

reason to be angry with me. Are you going to keep ignoring me in the future?”

“You knew everything, don’t you? Do you even still need me to tell you?”

Clarence put his arm across the bench she was sitting and said lazily, “If I knew, I wouldn’t be as

clueless as I am now.”

Stella sneered. The wretched man was really good at pretending.

She took the mineral water in his hand and took a few sips before saying, “I went to Ms. Beckham’s

daughter-in-law’s place a few days ago.”

Clarence raised his eyebrow, “Huh?”

Stella said, “You didn’t know?”

“You didn’t tell me. So how would I know?”

“I thought you would know.”

Clarence licked his thin lips, “Are you angry because of this?”

Stella said, “No.”

“Then, what else? Get to the point.”

Stella took a deep breath, “Rebecca came to me and said something.”

Clarence asked, “What is it?”

“She told me that when I fell into the water at the Conrad family back then, it wasn’t an accident. It was

her that had someone to do it.” Stella looked aimlessly ahead, “I’ve been thinking about a question

these past few days. Is it because I’ve done too many bad things that I’ve gotten retribution on my two

children. Why else they were being calculated to keep them from coming to this world before they were

even born?”

Hearing that, Clarence’s eyebrows knitted slightly, “You haven’t done anything bad. These are not you

reasons.”

Stella said faintly, “I was trying to marry you, causing you to loathe me for three years. Isn’t that bad

enough?”

Clarence said, “Why are you bringing this up again?”

“Isn’t that what you had asked me?”

“It’s all in the past. Don’t think about it anymore.” Clarence put his hand on her head and rubbed it

gently, “If you want to have a child because of this, I can…”

Stella interrupted him, “No thanks. You’re right. I haven’t done anything bad, but you’ve done it a lot.”

Clarence was speechless.

Stella sighed soundlessly, “After all, there isn’t any father in this world who prevents his child to be

borne by all means. You better bear such a deep sin yourself and don’t pass it on to the next

generation.”

Clarence felt his temples throbbing.

He controlled his temper and asked, “How much did you drink?”

Stella said, “How do I know? I just keep drinking when I’m in a bad mood.”

Clarence looked at the time, “Don’t go back to the Steward family tonight.”

“No. I’m going back.”

Clarence didn’t intend to talk nonsense with her anymore. So he got up and carried her straight away.

Stella didn’t want to struggle unnecessarily, and she just closed her eyes in his arms.

She had used all kinds of provocative methods, even saying such cruel words, the wretched man still

wouldn’t let go.

Maybe she was really just overthinking it.

At this time, the mobile phone in Stella’s clothes pocket rang. She took it out and saw an unfamiliar

number. She picked it up, “Hello, who is it?”

“Hi, I’m… a righteous passer-by. Actually, your husband is drinking alone in a bar tonight. In fact, I think

that it’s good for a couple to quarrel sometimes, but just don’t get too over it. How about you call him

now and ask him to come home?”

Stella said, “You’re calling the wrong number. I don’t have a husband.”

On the other end of the phone, Donald was puzzled, “It shouldn’t be. Vincent gave me this number.”

Stella was silent and said suddenly, “Did he kiss someone at the bar?”

“Huh? Well… since you know all about it, then I won’t hide it from you. As a friend, I’m very ashamed of

his such behaviour. Here’s the thing…”

Suddenly, an icy male voice interrupted him, “Donald, are you nuts?”