Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

The goods they bought were delivered to Stella’s home one after the other in the afternoon.

As there were many cars, they attracted the attentions of Stella’s neighbors.

Stella felt it embarrassed to show up, so she pretended that she was having an afternoon nap and

refused to go downstairs no matter how boisterous downstairs was.

Dolores was also dumbfounded when seeing those boxes that were carried into the building one after

the other.

Evelyn, however, was quite excited. She nudged Dolores and said exultantly, “Did you see it?”

“See what?”

“Apparently it’s possible that they would remarry.” Evelyn said in a low voice, “I’ve been observing them

for several days and apparently, Stella and Clarence love each other. Let’s wait and see. They will

definitely remarry soon, and you can just wait for the coming of your grandchild.”

Dolores looked down onto the ground when she heard the last sentence, her smile gradually

disappearing.

The noises in the yard gradually died out and Stella fell into asleep unknowingly. When she woke up,

she heard the rings from the phone on the bedside table.

Stella found the phone number unfamiliar. She picked up her phone and answered, “Hello, who’s that?”

“Hello, Ms. Radomil, it’s from Prison of City N. Excuse me, I want to ask you a question, is Jeffrey

Radomil your father?”

Stella was silent for a while. She then answered, “Yes.”

“Ms. Radomil, last night several prisoners tried to escape from the prison and caused a big fire. All of

them failed to escape from the fire and died instantly in the fire. Your father is one of them. According to

our regulation, we should deliver the bone ashes of the dead to their families. And we’ll only dispose

them if their families refuse to take the ashes.”

Stella was a bit dumbfounded when she heard the words. After a long while, she asked, “He’s dead?”

“Yeah, Ms. Radomil, if you want to claim your father’s ashes, please come to Prison of City N in three

days.”

“Okay, thank you.”

After ending the call, Stella sat on the bed in a trance for a long period of time.

Several days ago, she thought that she would not like to hear any news about Jeffrey for the rest of her

life, but she hadn’t expected that Jeffrey would die and the prison officer would call her to take back his

ashes.

When Stella went downstairs, Clarence was dealing with his work in the yard with Nathan by his side.

When seeing Stella, Nathan nodded slightly at him to greet her and left sensibly.

Stella sat opposite to Clarence and said after hesitating for a while, “Mr. Conrad.”

Clarence was still staring at the computer. He replied without lifting his head, “Spill the beans.”

“My father was put into prison before. Was it you to deal with it?”

“Does it have anything to do with…” Clarence looked up and saw her pale face. He paused and then

continued, “It was Nathan who dealt with it.”

Stella replied with a short answer, “Thank you, Mr. Conrad.”

She knew deep down that Jeffrey was like a time bomb for her and if she didn’t deal with it well, he

would still come to Channing even if she managed to get rid of him.

There would be never an end of this, unless one of them was dead.

Clarence closed his laptop, “What do you want to say?”

Stella shook her head, “Nothing. I’m just here to express my gratitude towards you.”

It seemed like Clarence had helped her a lot without her knowing.

“Mr. Conrad, please continue with your work. I want to go out to have a walk.”

Nathan came in in a hurry after Stella’s departure, “Mr. Conrad, I got the news that the Prison of City N

had a fire last night and Mrs. Conrad’s father… He died instantly in the fire. The prison had contacted

Mrs. Conrad and asked her to claim the bone ashes of her father.”

Clarence pressed him thin lips together. He stood up and said in a flat tone, “I see.”

…

When Clarence found Stella, she was standing beside a stone balustrade of a river.

He slowly walked over and stopped beside her.

Stella turned her head when she heard the sound, “Mr. Conrad?”

Clarence asked, “What are you doing here?”

“Er… I’m just walking around freely.”

Clarence sneered. He didn’t say anything again.

After a while, Stella asked, “Mr. Conrad, when are you going to come back to City N?”

“Tomorrow.”

Stella asked this question randomly, but she hadn’t expected that Clarence would decide to come back

so soon. She was stunned for a while.

She had been hoping that he would leave as soon as possible during this period of time, but

unexpectedly, when she really heard that he was going to leave, she was not as happy as she had

imagined.

Stella pondered for a while and asked, “Will Ms. Dolores Anderson come back with you?”

“Nope.”

It was reasonable. Judging from Dolores’ personality, she also thought that she would not choose to

come back with Clarence.

“Then… Will you come to visit Ms. Anderson in the future?”

Clarence tilted his head and fixed his eyes on her, “Which answer do you want?”

Stella pressed her lips together and didn’t reply.

She didn’t know which answer she was expecting. Moreover, no matter whether Clarence would come

back or not, it had nothing to do with her. It would appear to be officious if she asked more about this.

She then heard Clarence saying, “If you don’t want to take back his bone ashes, you can choose not to

come back.”

Stella was muted. She wasn’t surprised that he would learn about this.

After all, it was Clarence who sent Jeffrey into the prison.

As a matter of fact, Stella was not troubled by the question of whether to take back Jeffrey’s bone

ashes or not. It was just that if she came to the prison, it meant that she would have to come back to

City N. She was afraid that it would be not that easy for her to leave the city again.

The city bore too many of her bad memories. And she had a feeling that if she came back, something

bad would happen.

Before Stella could reply, Clarence continued, “He has died and it’s useless for you to think about this.

If you have the time, you should consider carefully about the matter I told you before.”

Stella was bewildered. She asked, “Which matter?”

Clarence glanced over her coldly,

“…”

Was he talking about remarrying her?

She thought it was just a joke, but it seemed like he was serious.

Stella laughed awkwardly and said, “Mr. Conrad, I though you’re the one who needs to consider about

this matter. Aren’t you afraid that I have some other purposes in mind?”

“You really think highly of yourself.”

“May I ask why you wants to remarry me?”

Stella looked at her silently. Several seconds later, he replied, “Stella Radomil, do you think that I will

allow a woman who’s pregnant with my child to live out of my control?”

Stella was stunned and moved her lips trying to say something. As expected, he was here for this

reason.

No matter it be the things he did for her during the past days, or his proposal to remarry her, his target

had always been the child in her belly.

Luckily…

Luckily, she didn’t really lose herself in his romance.

Stella said, “Mr. Conrad, I will let you know about my whereabouts as possible and I will tell you about

the condition of the baby in the first place. I will not let your father… Er… your families learn about my

pregnancy. As for remarry you, sorry, I won’t consider it.”

She finally got rid of the marriage that had confined her for three years. Clarence had no feelings for

her, so their marriage was just a nominal one. Remarrying him? It was really crazy and she wouldn’t

consider it.

After a long while, Clarence’s cold voice sounded, “I will take the fight leaving at eight o’clock tomorrow

night. Pack up your things.”

He then turned around and left in strikes without waiting for Stella’s reply.

Stella withdrew her lines of sights when he was nowhere to be seen. Looking at the gleaming light of

the sunset, she heaved a long silent.

It seemed like she had to come back.