Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Clarence did not want the child. Seeing that he would lose the bargaining chip to control him, the good

thing was that the Jason family which was a lump of big and fat meat was in front of him.

How would he willingly give up this opportunity that was presented to him.

“Uncle!”

Joanna held her hand and comforted, “Annie, don’t be anxious. Things will always have a solution.”

Dempsey also knew Clarence’s personality. The most important thing right now was to bring about the

marriage between the Conrad family and the Jason family. So, he could only use a consultative tone

when talking to him, “Clarence, Annie is your younger sister no matter what. If you do this, you’re

putting her and the Jason family in a bad and awkward situation.”

Clarence said indifferently, “Don’t you know very well that I don’t have a sister.”

Dempsey was livid, “What kind of bullshit are you talking about!”

Joanna spoke at the right time, “Clarence, we don’t owe you anything. You’re the heir of the Conrad

Group and what should be given to you has already been given to you. Now, I just want Annie to marry

into the Jason family with dignity. This is my only request but you still want to reject it?”

Clarence’s expression remained unchanged. He spoke slowly, “Horace doesn’t like her. How will she

have dignity.”

“Feelings are something that can be cultivated slowly. When your father asked you to marry Stella that

time, didn’t you also refuse.”

Clarence’s expression became colder. He did not say a word.

He really did not know what did Stella like about Horace. He was with her while talking about marriage

with another woman. Did she really like to be abused?

Just when the two parties were at loggerheads and no one was willing to give in, a warm, smiling male

voice sounded at the doorway, “I’ve apparently come late, are things finished?”

With the grievance, Annie complained, “Clarence doesn’t agree with my marriage.”

Justin was sitting in a wheelchair while Phoebe was behind him while pushing the wheelchair.

Hearing this, Justin was a bit surprised. He then smiled as if he understood, “Annie, Clarence naturally

has his reasons for not agreeing. Don’t be at outs with him here. He had already used much energy to

deal with the company matters.”

“But I…”

“Annie, a matter like marriage is only possible if both parties are willing.”

Joanna seemingly wanted to speak but after moving her lips slightly, she still did not speak.

Dempsey was a little upset due to his words, “Justin, you’re already not young. I’ve never forced you

before but it’s time for you to think about your marriage.”

Justin’s smile was still warm. He slowly said, “I’m just a cripple with no achievement, who will want to

marry me.”

Dempsey’s face froze for a moment and he did not say anything.

Joanna suddenly stood up and was a little agitated, “None of this is your fault. You can only blame the

person who has taken everything away from you!”

“Enough!” Dempsey’s face looked very bad, “Aren’t we discussing Annie’s marriage, why do you say

that.”

Joana sneered, turned around and went upstairs.

Dempsey also went to the study.

Annie stomped her feet. Being jumpy and jittery, she ran out.

Everyone parted in discord.

With a slight sneer under his eyes, Clarence’s expression was cold and indifferent.

When he got up and prepared to leave, Justin called him, “Clarence, talk to me.”

In the garden.

Justin was sitting in his wheelchair while trimming the flowers and plants in front of him, “Don’t take

what Mom said just now to heart. You know one, her emotion has been unstable since my accident.

She has seen many doctors but it doesn’t help at all.”

Clarence stood behind him and softly gave an ‘um’. He then laughed self-deprecatingly, “Wasn’t what

she said true.”

“Clarence.” Justin put down the scissors and turned his wheelchair, “You still can’t get over it even if it’s

already after so many years? I’ve already gotten over it, you should look ahead. Perhaps, this is all

caused by fate. If I get it, I’m lucky, if I lose it, it’s my destiny.”

Clarence leaned on the stone railing, lit a cigarette and bit it with his lips. He did not say a word.

Justin was different from Dempsey and Joanna who wanted to control him and make him work for them

and when they later found out that he could not be controlled, they wanted to reduce his power and find

someone to replace him. However, since Justin became disabled, he knew that he could no longer be

in that position so he had always been very open-minded. He could even be described as being

disillusioned with the mortal world and standing aloof from worldly success.

Justin did not talk about this again. He changed the subject, “I hear that you’ve divorced, is it because

you guys have quarrelled?”

Clarence probably did not expect him to say this. He was slightly stunned before saying, “Why do you

say so.”

Justin smiled, “I feel that you like your wife very much, it shouldn’t because the relationship between

you guys is not close. Clarence, you’re too arrogant sometimes, women ought to be coaxed more.”

“Your feeling is wrong. I don’t like her.” Finished speaking, he added, “she refreshed my level of dislike

for her at all times.”

Justin smiled while shaking his head. He turned his wheelchair to pick up the scissors again to continue

trimming the flowers and plants in front of him, “Sometimes, liking someone is when everyone around

you finds out it but you’re the only one who still doesn’t know.”

Justin’s words were with basis. When Clarence returned to the Conrads’ Mansion with his wife a few

years ago, she was ordered and taunted by the guests like a servant and for the whole night, she ran in

and out, back and forth continuously.

After Clarence knew this, he threw his suit to her, “Take it, don’t go anywhere in case I can’t find you

when I need it.”

If he really detested her very much, he could have let her continue to be mocked. But, he gave her the

clothes and this was undoubtedly telling everyone in the scene that the woman holding his clothes was

his wife.

Clarence quietly said, “Will you like a woman who fakes a pregnancy and force you to have a marriage

with her.”

“Nobody can set the rules of how will feelings in a love relationship develop.”

…

When Clarence left, Phoebe, who had been waiting in the distance, chased after him, “Clarence…”

Clarence slightly paused his footsteps. He turned his head and said indifferently, “Anything?”

Phoebe bit her lips. When facing him, she was a little nervous for some reason, “We haven’t seen each

other for a long time, don’t you want to talk to me.”

“No.”

Phoebe totally did not expect that he would not entertain her at all. She was slightly annoyed, “You

don’t even want to talk to me in a polite way.”

Clarence’s expression remained unchanged, “You’ve asked me if I want to so it’s my freedom to

answer yes or no. It isn’t that I’m not willing to talk to you in a polite way, it’s that there’s no need to do

so.”

Phoebe laughed in spite of herself, “You really…haven’t changed at all.”

“If this is what you want to talk to me about, allow me to excuse myself first.”

“Clarence,” Phoebe called him again, “I hear that you’ve divorced.”

Hearing this, Clarence was a bit irritated. Why were so many people asking him about his divorce.

Was this a very honourable thing. Why did they want to make everyone know and when they

approached him, what they did was to ask him about this matter.

Phoebe added, “The reason I come back this time is actually… because of you. Three years ago, we

were in the state where we were almost going to talk about marriage. If it wasn’t because that woman

came to interfere, we…”

“I’m not Horace. Nobody can control me.”