Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Stella booked two fastest flights to Aqock while in the car. Yet it had already been 6am the next day

when they got off the plane. Stella’s heart raced like never before when she stood in front of Dolores’s

house. She took a deep breath and after making herself calmer, she extended her hand and knocked

the door.

Dolores just woke up. Seeing Stella standing outside the house after opening the door, she asked with

surprise, “Stella, why…” Stella pursed her lips and said, “Mrs. Anderson, I still want to take another look

at the child.” Dolores was startled and she did not speak for a moment.

Stella was not patient enough to wait for her reply and she ran into the house while taking large strides.

Sherry immediately followed her. Yet the little fellow seemed to vanish into thin air. Not a single thing

was left in the house. As Stella was standing there in a daze, Dolores came over and said softly,

“Hasn’t Mrs. Beckham not recovered from her cold yet? Her son and daughter-in-law had come over

and took the child away last night.”

Stella opened her mouth yet she was at a loss for words. Tears welled up in her eyes. Dolores sighed

and knew what she was thinking. Yet she could not tell her the truth. She could only pat her shoulder.

“Stella, you’re still gonna have children in the future.”

Stella bit her lower lip and held back her urge to cry. She murmured, “I thought…I could almost be sure

that…” Yet it turned out she had thought too much in the end. Dolores spoke, “Stella, if you want to see

the child, I can ask Mrs. Beckham her house address.” Stella shook her head. “It’s okay.”

“Stella…”

“I’m sorry Mrs. Anderson, I have to leave now.” Stella turned and headed out, she looked inexplicably

desolate from her back. Sherry let out an awkward smile and after nodding at Dolores, she followed her

out.

The sun had just risen and the streetlights along the brook were shining with orange light. The light was

faint and the surrounding looked chilly. Stella lowered her head and walked silently. Sherry caught up

with her and said after scratching her scalp, “Stella, it’s all my fault. If I haven’t told you that nonsense,

you won’t misunderstand and…”

Stella shook her head lightly. “It’s not your fault, it’s mine. I’ve been too sensitive.” It could be after

spending so much time getting along with the kid these two days, she started to hope for more. Yet

having thought of that, how would the child survive after getting involved in such a terrible car accident?

Stella exhaled. “Let’s go back, Sherry.”

Dolores only made a call to Clarence after Stella left. “Clare, Stella’s left.”

“Got it.” Clarence paused and continued, “I’ll let someone escort you for the afternoon flight. Since

she’s started being suspicious, you can’t live there anymore.” Dolores sighed. “Oh…Stella’s gonna hate

you if she knows the truth.”

“It’s not the only thing she’s gonna hate me.” Stella would not only hate him, she might kill him too.

After hanging up, Clarence kept away his phone and got out of the house after grabbing his jacket.

…

Stella and Sherry did not fall asleep during their long arduous journey of going back and forth. Upon

reaching City N, Sherry was yawning all the time. “Stella, let’s take a nap back home, we have Chan at

the studio anyway…”

Stella regained her mind and said, “You can go back and rest. I’m not sleepy, and we’re two days

behind work.” Sherry knew no one could change her mind when she had made a decision, and she

knew Stella must have had a mixed feeling now. It was impossible for her to fall asleep. She then took

another yawn. “Alright, you can go to the studio first. I’ll get a designated driver.” Stella nodded. “Then

please excuse me first.”

Stella only arrived at the studio at 3pm. Channing asked, “Where have you been? I can’t contact you

for the whole day, and Sherry’s nowhere to be found too.” Stella replied, “She’s with me, we were

dealing with something.” Channing still wanted to say something, but Stella interrupted him, “I’ll go

make drafts in the office, call me if you need anything.”

Stella sat on the chair after entering the office, yet she could not stay calm no matter how, and she kept

on looking out of the window absent-mindedly. Not knowing how long had passed, she took out her

phone and looked at the pictures she took for the little fellow two days ago. He looked so adorable in

every photo. Stella lied on the table listlessly and looked lethargic.

Channing only realized she had slept on the table when he went in to call her at night. Channing

pursed his lips and closed the door once again. As he just turned around, Winnie asked, “Is your sister

still working?”

“She’s fallen asleep.”

“Asleep?” Winnie looked baffled. “Then wake her up and ask her to sleep at home, what if she catches

a cold?” Winnie was about to step forward, but Channing seized her arm. “Let her rest. The air-con’s

on, she won’t catch a cold.”

“Alright.” Winnie could only give up. She had received a new mission assigned by that atrocious

capitalist upon finishing a photoshoot for a magazine this afternoon. It looked like that wretched man

had irritated Stella once again. There were only both of them in the studio and the atmosphere became

a little awkward when they fell silent.

As Winnie racked her brain to find a topic of conversation, Channing spoke, “Do you want to drink

some water?” Winnie replied, “…Yeah, sure.” She took out her phone and secretly delivered the news

when Channing went to fetch water. Channing put the mug in front of her two minutes later. “Thank

you, for what you did last time.”