Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Stella became sleepier even after sleeping for a long time. After finishing the meal, she yawned lazily, feeling her

whole body weak. She sat on the sofa, hugging her knees, and looked out of the windows dully, having no focus for

her gaze.

Clarence shifted his gaze away from the computer and landed on Stella. He then asked in a low voice, “Are you

sleepy?”

Stella rubbed her sore eyes and replied, “Not that sleepy.”

“Go to bed if want to sleep. I will wake you up when it’s time for dinner.”

Stella was rendered speechless.

She murmured to herself, “How can I go to be right after finishing a meal and eat right after waking up? I’m not a

pig.”

Clarence curled his lips into a light smile and put a thin blanket on her legs, “Even if you’re a pig, you’re the cutest

and the best-looking one.”

Stella couldn’t help but kick him, “Can you please don’t sweet-talk me? It’s disgusting.”

Clarence raised his hand and grabbed her ankle effortlessly, “Why are you angry at me? I’m complementing you.”

“Thanks. But I don’t need it.”

“You’re welcome. It’s what I should do.”

Stella gritted her teeth angrily. She wanted to withdraw her foot, but Clarence tightened the grip on it.

Looking at her fair calf, Clarence subconsciously raised his brows.

At the next second, he leaned forward, pressed her leg with one leg and pinned each of her hand on one side of the

sofa. His eyes turned unfathomable and his voice became husky as he asked, “You don’t want to sleep?”

Perceiving his intention, Stella cursed him, “Bastard.”

Clarence retorted, “You like me even if I’m a bastard.”

“Who likes you? I…”

Before he could finish the words, Clarence put his hand on the left side of her chest.

Stella was stunned for a moment. Then she slapped him on the face without hesitation.

Clarence was rendered speechless.

He pinned her hand back on the sofa, clicked the hurting mouth corner and called her name in a deep voice, “Stella

Radomil!”

Stella also realized that she had used too much strength just now. But she thought Clarence should blame himself

for suddenly taking advantage of her, and it was just that she subconsciously tried to protect herself.

With that thought, she said in a weaker voice which somehow carried some guilty, “I… I took you not to paw me.

You seek for it.”

“It was you who said you didn’t like me first.”

“I did say that, but does this mean you can paw me? Shameless!”

Clarence tried to suppress his anger, “I just want you to feel your heartbeat.”

Stella suddenly realized that he was touching the position beneath which her heart lay just now.

She was suddenly lost for words.

Clarence continued, “You did similar things to me, didn’t you?”

Stella retorted righteously although she was not well-grounded, “You still cannot do that to me! There’s a difference

between female and male. You’re pawing me!”

“Everyone is equal.”

Stella just wanted to condemn him at the moment.

She struggled and said, “Let go of me. I want to sleep.”

“You look excited. Don’t sleep.”

Stella turned her head to look at his arm which was so close to her. There was suddenly a surge of strength from

her body, which drove her to bite his arm to vent her anger.

Clarence didn’t make any sound. He simply knitted his brows and let her bite him.

Stella finally came to her own sense when she tasted the blood in her mouth. She then slowly relaxed her bite.

She though Clarence would be infuriated and slam close the door, but unexpectedly, he simply stared at her and

asked, “Are you still angry?”

Stella closed her eyes, not giving him any reply.

Clarence got up from the sofa, pulled her into his arms and rubbed her hair, “Well, you’re cursed me and bit me.

Aren’t they enough to mollify your anger?”

He knew that Stella had been suppressing her worries ever since the child was hospitalized.

When having a check-up for her today, the doctor said that except for excessive fatigue, she also had much pent-

up worries, anger and depression. If she didn’t release those negative emotions, she would get sick.

Feeling a lump in her throat, Stella had tears in her eyes. She continuously hit his chest with her fist and said with

sobs, “Bastard! Damn you! Why did you lie to me? You had been lying to me for a long time… You refused to tell me

no matter what I asked you…”

Tears streamed down Stella’s cheeks nonstop. She continued while choking with sobs, “I took him back several days

ago, but now I have to part him… I didn’t take good care of him, nor did I protect him. I’m not a qualified mother…

I’m not qualified to be his mother…”

Clarence kissed her forehead, “It’s my bad. You’re not to be blamed.”

Stella cried more sorrowfully, “It’s originally your fault.”

Clarence gently patted her back, “Can you please give me a chance? You can’t directly sentence me to death,

right?”

“I’ve shown mercy to you that I didn’t execute you right away.”

Clarence chuckled, “Well, looks like I got a punishment like the death sentence with reprieve. Now my dear Stella,

my dear judge, can you change it into a life sentence?”

“How can it be possible? How can sentence of death be commuted?”

Clarence replied after a while of silence, “I think this metaphor is not that appropriate.”

Stella choked with sobs, “Wasn’t it you who started this?”

“My bad. Let’s stop this topic here.”

Just as Clarence had finished the words, Stella kicked him down the sofa, collected the thin blanket, turned her back

to him, covered her head and fell asleep.

Looking at her back, Clarence curled his lips into a smile. He sat on the carpet, took his laptop here and continued

to deal with his work.

Half an hour later, he received a call from Nathan.

Looking at Stella who was sleeping soundly, Clarence lowered the think blanket, after which Stella’s mouth and nose

was exposed. He then walked to the bedroom and answered the call.

Nathan reported, “Mr. Conrad, we’ve found out their exact location. Should we break in and take out Noah?”

“Don’t do it now.” Clarence asked, “Do you have the list of the members of the medical team?”

“Yes. I will send it to you right away.”

Clarence put down his phone, amplified the voice of the phone and clicked the document sent by Nathan.

Nathan continued, “The James family has been cultivating this medical team and many of its members are

prestigious and well-known doctors in the world. Their main task is to develop and research new medicines.

However, they found many problems in the later examinations of the nutrition needle they developed two years

ago.”

“During the examination stage of the product, the wife of a member of the laboratory had a premature delivery

and the child was on the verge of death. Therefore, he stole a nutrition needle and gave the child an injection. It

was true that the child’s health condition was improved at that time, however, half an hour later, the child had

some symptoms which were the same as Noah’s. The employee asked the doctors of the laboratory about it and

they got to know what he had done.”

“Look at the list of the members of the medical team, there was a person called Archer James. It’s said that he’s a

disciple of a prestigious doctor called Clifford Breton. He has shown outstanding medical skills since young and is

also an attending doctor of the symptoms caused by the nutrition needle. Meanwhile, his mother and Darnell’s

mother are cousins, so he’s a relative of Darnell.”

When Nathan finished the words, Clarence turned to the page on which Archer’s information was shown.

Clarence ordered, “Send some men to keep an eye on the laboratory. Find an opportunity to take him out. I want to

meet up with him.”

“Okay. I will arrange it right away.”

Clarence added, “Take a doctor to that child’s home and confirm his condition. Then you shall report it to

me.”