Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 135

Stella looked at the fish soup in the insulation pail and then looked out of the window subconsciously.

Although there was a heavy storm, she calmed down a lot

Not so many people would put the houttuynia cordata in the fish soup. Since she came back from Anqiao Street, whenever Alisa was making the fish soup, she would put this kind of herb in.

In other words, if she didn’t mistake, the soup should be delivered from Starry Lake Mansion.

She picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup. It warmed up her tummy. The baby in her belly calmed down as well.

After finishing a bowl of fish soup, Stella felt that she was energetic again. She lay on the bed and suddenly felt that she wasn’t fighting alone anymore.

Looking at her cell phone, she hesitated for a moment. She recalled that Clarence warned her not to call him again at midnight, so she texted him: “Mr. Conrad, are you awake?”

Clarence didn’t reply to her, so she thought he was sleeping.

Stella exhaled. She put away the phone and closed her eyes.

However, before she almost fell asleep, her phone on the nightstand started vibrating.

She opened her eyes and swiped to answer.

On the other end of the line, Clarence’s voice was like being soaked in the cold rain. He said coldly, “What’s the matter?”

Stella bit her lower lip. After a moment of silence, she said, “Mr. Conrad, I’m terribly sorry.”

“Can your apology change anything?”

“No.”

“Then does it make any sense?”

Stella pinched her phone, her knuckles going white, “Mr. Conrad, I know you won’t forgive me. Since it has already happened, no matter what I said, it couldn’t be changed at all. Mr. Conrad, if you would vent your anger by scolding me, please go ahead. I’ll never retort.”

Clarence was speechless.

He said coldly, “Do you think I’m quite idle? Do you think I call you so late at night just for scolding you?”

Stella asked in a low voice, “Or what?”

She guessed that Clarence was so pissed by her that he couldn’t fall asleep tonight, so he called her.

Clarence sneered. He asked rudely, “Do you have anything? If not, I’ll hang up.”

“What?” For a moment, Stella didn’t return to her senses. After a pause, she said, “Mr. Conrad, please send my thanks to Alisa for the fish soup she made.”

“Anything else?”

After a moment of silence, Stella continued, “I know I’ve broken the agreement between us, but... I’m trapped in the Conrads’ Mansion, and I’ll try my best to get out of here. I would never let the baby in my belly become your trouble. Mr. Conrad, I want to beg you...”

Clarence was impatient, “Is that all that you want to say?”

“I know I’m quite shameless to make another request, but it’s still a life. I don’t want to omit the baby’s right to come over to this world...”

Upon hearing her sobbed and hoarse voice, Clarence pressed his thin lips and said, “Stella, did I say anything? Why are you directing and acting the show suddenly?”

Stella said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it...”

“Save it. I’m going to bed now.”

“Okay, Mr. Conrad. Good night.”

After finishing her words, Stella hung up the phone directly.

Clarence listened to the beeps on the phone and suddenly sneered.

...

Stella stayed in the Conrads’ Mansion for a week. Every day, she would go downstairs for meals on time. In the evening, she would have a walk with Justin in the garden. She planned to ask the servant for some fruits on the second day when moved in, but before she said anything, the servant would send her a midnight snack at ten o’clock every evening.

What surprised her the most was that Annie, who disliked her the most, was extremely quiet in the past few days. Even they occasionally encountered each other, she didn’t overreact and take any action against Stella.

Hence, the whole mansion was so depressing as a jail.

Every day when Justin took her to the garden, it felt like letting the jailbird out for exercise.

When Stella thought that she would spend every day in such an endless and boring way, Clarence suddenly decided to move back without informing anyone ahead.

Since he had taken over Conrad Group, he didn’t stay a single night in the Conrads’ Mansion.

Annie was quite worried because Dempsey had known about Stella’s pregnancy, so she didn’t make trouble for Stella. As soon as she heard that Clarence had moved back, she panicked. Tugging Joanna’s sleeve, she asked, “Aunt Joanna, what should I do?”

Joanna didn’t take it seriously. She asked calmly, “Why are you so worried? Haven’t you planned everything?”

“But... But I...”

“Clarence is quite busy now. He wouldn’t look into the matter who had exposed the news. By then, you just refuse to admit it. What can he do to you?”

Joanna put down the teacup in her hand and added, “Do you think he moved back for Stella Radomil?”

Annie was confused, “If not, then why did Clarence...”

“Stella is in your uncle’s hands now. The baby in her belly was relevant to the future of Conrad Group. How could he leave her alone here and ignore her?”

Annie whispered, “Aunt Joann, didn’t you say that Clarence wouldn’t let Stella give birth to that child?”

Joanna smiled, “Annie, don’t do things in a hurry. This matter has just begun.”

In the garden.

Justin was called away by a servant. Stella was sitting on the bench alone, watching the sun go down and the evening glory fade.

When it was completely dark, she returned to her senses. When she was about to leave, a figure sat down next to her.

She heard a man’s indifferent voice, “It seems that you adapted the life here quite well.”

Stella was silent.

Clarence cast her a glance, “You also enjoyed the meals.”

She knew that the wretched man couldn’t speak nicely.

In the past few days, Stella’s belly started to become bigger and bigger. She put on some weight and her face became rounder.

She was now in a late pregnancy, so it was normal for her to gain some weight.

Stella didn’t plan to talk to this mean man, but she still wanted to ask him for help, so she tolerant it, “Mr. Conrad, why are you here?”

Clarence looked at the distance and answered flatly, “Am I forbidden to come here?”

Stella quieted down for a while and then she burst into laughter.

Hearing her laughter, Clarence turned around, “What’s funny?”

“Nothing.”

Stella looked at the street lamps in front. She just felt that the depression and upset that kept surging in her heart in the past few days suddenly faded.

She didn’t need to be careful and be silent, and nor did she need to obey all the rules and let others disdain her.

One could realize how good his or her original life was only after experienced a worse life.

Although Clarence could never talk nicely, in the Conrad’s Mansion, which could utterly destroy someone, he was like a thorn out of thin air. He made them hate him to the core and want to get rid of him, but they could only end up with injured bloody hands.

Clarence snorted. He wasn’t in the mood to keep asking.

Under the night breeze, Stella felt chilly. She stood up and said “Mr. Conrad, I’m going back to my room. Please excuse me.”