Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Stella also didn’t know if she had become thinner recently. However, due to the medicines that she had been taking

daily, plus other messy stuff, she didn’t have much appetite.

After a few seconds, she found an excuse, “I’m trying to lose weight. It seems that it did work. Haha...”

As she spoke, Stella met with Clarence’s gaze again. He pursed his thin lips and maintained a serious face even

when she joked.

He looked kind of scary.

Stella poked his chest and said in a small voice, “What is it? Don’t you want to eat?”

After a while, Clarence only said, “You said that you’re hiding something from me before. Tell me what it is.”

Stella paused for a moment before she withdrew her finger, “But you were also hiding something from me...”

“I’ve already told you. Now it’s your turn.”

Stella had actually forgotten about this.

She turned around and took the dinner plate, “It’s not something serious, not very shocking or terrifying. It’s just... I

don’t want to talk about it now.”

Clarence gripped her wrist, “Why aren’t you joining the fashion week?”

Stella heard what he said and kept quiet for a few seconds. Then, she turned around and looked at him, “Too many

things happened recently. It’s going to be too rushed for me. I don’t want to tire myself, so I’m not going...”

“Do you think I believe that?”

Stella let out a sigh and replied jokingly, “Believe it or not.”

Clarence obviously didn’t intend to joke with her. His expression was cold and solemn, “Speak.”

Stella hadn’t seen him like this for a long time. If it was because she wouldn't go to join the fashion week, he

shouldn’t be that angry.

After thinking about it, Stella suddenly realized something, “Did you meet Sherry? What did she tell you?”

Clarence said, “No need to mention her. Talk about yourself.”

Stella probably had been suffering from the medications and injections during this period. Her appetite wasn’t good

either. Therefore, she had been suppressing some kind of hidden anxiety and anger.

And now, seeing his bad attitude and tone towards her, her temper instantly came up. She threw the things in her

hand, “If you don’t want to eat then forget it. It’s not like I'm begging to serve you.”

After saying that, she threw Clarence’s hand away and walked straight back to the bedroom.

Clarence looked at her figure with a headache. As he was about to follow her behind, he saw the ice crumbs that

were cleared out from the trash can and suddenly thought of the box that Stella had blocked from his sight not long

ago.

He slightly frowned, turned around, and opened the refrigerator.

Other than some fresh fruits and vegetables, in the innermost corner was a white foam box.

…

After returning to the bedroom, Stella collapsed on the bed and closed her eyes.

She felt a kind of emotion running wild in her chest, undulating.

It felt as if there was a fire in her heart.

Extremely annoying.

Stella pulled up the blanket and covered her head to sleep.

After some time, when she was still in a daze in her sleep, she felt someone hugging her from behind.

Despite the fact that she was still asleep, Stella didn’t forget to be angry. She kicked him away and moved her body

forward.

Soon, the person behind her came up to her back again, hugging her a little tighter than just now, pressing his long

legs against her so that she couldn’t move anymore.

Stella woke up with anger.

She said unhappily, “Let go of me.”

Clarence whispered to her, “I’m sorry. It’s my fault.”

Stella said, “You only realize this now?”

“I’m sorry for my attitude just now. Babe, don’t be angry, okay?”

Stella still didn’t want to pay attention to him.

Clarence said, “Let’s get up and eat.”

“I’m not hungry.”

“But I’m hungry.”

“It’s none of my business that you’re hungry.”

Clarence stopped talking and directly carried her up.

Stella let out a cry of surprise, turned, and stared at him, “What are you doing!”

Clarence directly carried her out of the bedroom. The dining table was full of Stella’s favorite food.

Although she didn’t have much appetite lately, after seeing these foods, Stella felt a little hungry.

Clarence placed her on the chair, “Eat quickly. It’s going to get cold soon.”

Stella pouted, “Did you ask Nathan to get this?”

Clarence sat opposite her and said lightly, “I went to buy it myself.”

Upon hearing that, Stella’s hand that was holding cutleries paused for a moment.

He bought them himself?

Stella looked at the food on the table. It was all oily and spicy food. These foods could only be found in smaller

restaurants.

It was hard to imagine a germaphobe and picky person like him would run several places just to buy food for her.

Furthermore, among them were many of those that Clarence had forbidden her to eat before.

It was right that a person should eat something they like when they are unhappy.

After eating, Stella felt much better. She even let out a burp.

Clarence pulled a tissue to wipe her lips, “Is it good?”

“It’s fine.” Stella took the tissue from his hand and wiped herself. “Seeing that you're quite sincere about your

apology, I’ll forgive you.”

Clarence smiled, “Really?”

Stella said, “Barely. After all, I’m not an unreasonable person.”

Clarence said, “If that’s so, let’s have a good chat.”

Stella was speechless.

Why was he so persistent?

She turned her head, “I don’t want to chat.”

Clarence sat beside her and took her hand. Stella wanted to pull her hand back, but her fingers were tightly

clasped, and couldn’t resist him.

Clarence said, “I know what you’re thinking. But you have to listen to what I have to say first.”

He continued slowly, “Archer had told me about the cord blood.”

Hearing this, Stella turned her head abruptly, “Why did he...”

“Regarding this matter, you shouldn’t have hidden it from me.” Clarence’s eyes stared at her, “How long do you

think you can hide it from me? A few months, or a lifetime?”

His tone was slow and gentle, mixed with some anger and helplessness. Stella couldn’t help but choke a little,

feeling a little wronged. Tears rolled down her cheeks, “That’s not what I mean. I said I don’t want to talk about it

now. But you kept on asking... What can you do even if you know? There’s no other solution now isn’t it...”

Clarence pulled her to his arms and comforted her in a low voice, “It’s okay. It’s all my fault.”

Stella choked, “It was your fault in the first place.”

Clarence gently patted her back, “Did you think that I wouldn’t agree to you in doing this? Is that why you didn’t

want to tell me?”

Stella didn’t say anything else. She just buried her head in his chest, sobbing in a low voice.

Clarence said, “This matter is inherently risky. Moreover, no one will know what is the final result. The reason why I

didn’t agree is that I didn’t want you to suffer only to hope in vain.”

“But it would be irresponsible to just give up without even trying.”

“I’m the irresponsible one, not you. You shouldn’t feel guilty about it.”

Stella knew what he was referring to. She said in a stifled voice, “Don’t talk about this. I only want the little one to

get better as soon as possible. You are supposed to handle the rest.”