Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

With Clarence grabbing his collar, Justin's whole body was slightly lifted up by the movement.

Nevertheless, the smile on his face did not fade at all. He said gently, "Clarence, before you asked me this, you

should've asked your grandfather first. It was Nolan Conrad who abandoned you and your mother. Why should I

take the consequences?"

Clarence loosened his grip for a moment, and his face was gloomy.

Justin continued, "The doctor said that your son's disease can be cured. There was a person in Riverside City who

had basically recovered in two or three years."

Clarence said coldly, "You think two or three years is too short, so you asked them to develop an enhanced version

of poison."

Justin's smile became even brighter, "You do know me. I believe you'd still try your best to cure him. But I am

disabled for life."

He said that flatly. It seemed that he was talking about someone else's business. You can't even feel any trace of

complaint or hatred from his words.

There was only the pleasure of revenge left.

Clarence let go off him, straightened the wrinkles on his clothes, and said slowly, "At least for so many years, you

finally told me the truth once."

"I did regard you as my own brother."

Clarence didn't speak, but took a few steps back, "Go back now., I won't leave City N as you wish."

Hearing this, Justin's smile disappeared.

It shouldn't be so smooth.

Meanwhile, the assistant who had been waiting behind him answered a phone call, and his facial expression

changed. He strode over, leaned to Justin's ears and whispered, "Mr. Conrad, someone broke into Conrad's Mansion

and took away..."

Before he finished his words, Justin had understood what had happened.

Justin looked back at Clarence, "I didn't expect you to do that."

He glanced at the woman who stood not far away and hadn't spoken a word all the time, "She's not Stella, right?"

The woman slowly took off her mask and hat. It was Sherry.

Justin smiled and heaved a sigh, "Classic Clarence. You can't stand suffering a little loss, or you will get twice back to

it."

"Isn't that what you're doing now?" Clarence just stared at him expressionlessly. "Whenever you want revenge, you

can come to me, but you shouldn't hurt the others, especially the people I care about."

As he finished, he turned around and got on the car.

Sherry quickly followed.

Soon, the black car drove away.

The assistant came forward, "Mr. Conrad..."

Justin grinned, "Don't worry, he's in a mess and he doesn't have time for me."

...

Stella slept well that night, and when she woke up, Sherry was no longer there.

She habitually stretched her hand to the bedside table and fumbled for her phone. She didn't know what time it

was.

Stella looked out at the bright sky and thought it was time for Clarence to be back, so she sat up and got oof bed.

As soon as she walked out of the bedroom, she saw a pink figure rushing towards her, and it stopped in an

emergency half a meter away from her.

"Stella, I miss you so much!!"

For a moment, Stella thought she hadn't woken up.

She halted halfway at her yawn and it took her a while to finally utter a word, "Elaine..."

Elaine held her hand and jumped happily on the spot. "Stella, do you miss me?"

Stella smiled. "Yes. Why are you here? Does your father know?"

"My father..."

Before Elaine answered, Archer stepped forward and pulled her aside. "She followed me stealthily, and as for her

dad... I think he should've known now."

Sneaking away again?

Elaine pouted, "What, Stella, don't listen to him! I asked great grandpa. He and uncle... and Darnell both have

agreed!"

Elaine stuck her tongue out at Archer and made a face.

Archer threw a grimace back at her.

Stella laughed when she saw it. They were so childish.

But now that Archer's here, could it be that...

Stella jerked up her head and looked into the living room.

Archer understood what she was thinking. He said, "Just the two of us."

"Why are you two here?" she asked.

Archer, "For traveling."

Elaine, "To eat delicious food!"

Stella knew Archer would not leave the little boy alone in Riverside City and came all the way here for nothing. She

frowned. "Is something wrong?"

Archer walked to the couch and sat down. "It's nothing, just your husband was worried about you, so he asked me,

a rising star in the medical field, to babysit you and take care of your daily life. Don't forget to pay the wages."

That did sound like something Clarence would do.

Stella pulled Elaine over to Archer and sat down. "He didn't tell me that, and I would have refused if I knew. He

asked you to come because when we went to get tested, the doctor said something about my condition and... I'll be

all right if I am careful."

Archer picked up an orange from the table and started peeling. "It has been quite a bumpy road for you to have

this baby," he said. "You need to be careful, but not just be careful. You have to be calm, can't be angry, can't be

emotional."

"I know. The doctor told me that."

Archer put a piece of orange in his mouth as he turned to her. "The most important thing is that you have to be

able to control yourself and improve your psychological endurance.

Stella's lips twitched, "How to do that?"

Archer pulled a file out of his bag. "I've got an emotion test here. Have a try?"

Stella, "OK..."

Archer opened the document and spoke in a serious voice, "First question, which of the following situation will make

you angrier: Working overtime every day without pay and your boss just gives you empty promises, or, your boss

has taken the credit for your hard work?"

Stella answered earnestly, "The former."

"Then what about these two. Your boss gives you empty promises, or, your work is plagiarized and the plagiarist

publicly taunts you as inferior to him or her?"

"Plagiarism."

Archer continued, "Okay. Being plagiarized or your husband cheats on you with your best friend?"

Stella was rendered speechless.

She was silent for a while and said, "Can you change the question? It's weird..."

Archer said seriously, "No, how can you change the test? It's a very common thing in life. The more common it is,

the more likely it will stimulate your emotions."

Stella let her imagination run for a few moments before it got herself a bit too uncomfortable.

She said, "That must be the latter..."

Archer continued, "Um, well. What about, your husband cheats on you versus your brother gets into a fight and is

expelled from school?"

Stella paused. "My brother won't get into a fight or be expelled from school."

"Your husband won't have an affair with your best friend either. It's just hypothetically speaking. Aren't we doing a

test now?"