Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Chapter 942

The day Clarence was discharged happened to be New Year's Eve, and the streets were lively.

Stella frowned and said in the car, "Archer has said that you'd better stay in the hospital for a while longer. It's only been a few days."

Clarence didn't care much but held her hand, "I'm fine."

Stella originally wanted to say "Bullshit" but gave up.

Clarence had been in the hospital for almost a month, and if it were her, she would have had difficulty holding it in.

However, Archer said that Clarence recovered well, living with them, so any problems could be dealt with in time.

Clarence looked at her sideways smiled, reaching out to pinch her nose, "I don't want you to run around."

Ignoring him, Stella got rid of his hand and looked out.

The plaza not far away seemed to have a New Year's Eve concert, gathering many people.

It was very lively. NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Back at the flat, Dolores had just put Noah to sleep.

"Do you want something to eat? I'll go make it."

Stella smiled, "Yes, I'm hungry."

"Wait for a while. It will be ready soon."

Stella replied and then looked at Clarence, "What are you doing standing here?"

Clarence didn't answer.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, you can sleep next door. Sherry and Daniel have moved out, knowing that you love tidy. I had someone change all the things inside."

He sat down on the sofa and spoke slowly, "How thoughtful of you."

Stella raised her eyebrows and sat next to him, "That's not what I meant. Mom said for you to introspect why I'm in a much better mood this pregnancy than last time."

Clarence was speechless.

He wanted to say something, but in the end, he gave up.

Women, all the time, could find all kinds of reasons to rake up old grievances.

She felt much better when Stella saw how he desperately wanted to retort but couldn't say anything. She walked happily to the kitchen, "Mom, I'll help you."

Clarence's phone rang at this time. He checked the caller ID, got up and walked towards the door.

Vincent's voice sounded, "Justin's people in Riverside City have been cleared out, but…."

"Say the result."

"There has been no whereabouts of Harris. According to Justin's men, Harris had disappeared five minutes before they moved. It looks like he should have sensed that it was a trap."

"He is Justin's most trusted person. He could not have escaped alone when he heard the news that Justin had fallen into the sea. He should have already returned to City N."

"Then I will return tomorrow."

Although Justin's plan was all but lost, the matter was far from settled.

Whether Harris or Jon, who had escaped in the chaos, were not good people.

Justin had ruined the New Coast project, leaving the Conrad Group in a mess.

The current Conrad Group had undoubtedly become the Steward Group that lost in Lyndon's hand.

The impact was even more vast.

Clarence hung up, pressed his lips together, and looked. No one knew what he was thinking.

...

When Stella came out of the kitchen, she saw that Clarence was no longer in the living room and not in the bedroom.

He was uncharacteristically obedient today.

What a rare occurrence.

Dolores's voice sounded, "Food is ready."

"Coming."

Stella answered and shut the bedroom door to not disturb Noah.

She looked at the food on the table and said, " I can't eat this much. You can share half of it in the thermos. I'll take it over to Clarence later."

Dolores smiled, "Okay."

Stella ate quickly and carried the thermos bucket to the next door.

As soon as she pushed the door open, she heard Clarence on the phone and faintly listened to the "Conrad Group".

Sensing the door open, Clarence whispered something, put away the phone and looked at Stella. He fixed on the thermos bucket with his eyebrows raised slightly.

Stella put the things on the table. "It's Dolores who's afraid you'll be hungry. Hurry up and eat."

Clarence walked over, pulled out a chair and sat opposite her.

Stella handed him the spoon, but she said, "Are you going back to the Conrad Group?"

Clarence paused slightly. "Why do you ask?"

"Although I'm not interested in financial news, its situation recently is getting worse, which is definitely not what you want to see."

"It had nothing to do with me since I left."

"That's true, though."

He made it what it was today, step by step.

Under the suppression of Dempsey and the covet from the outside.

In such internal and external troubles, how much effort he took to get to where he was now, no one knew better than him.

Stella looked at him and continued, "Although the Conrad Group named Conrad, it was not the original one."

Clarence's voice was low. "Hmm?"

"When I went to the Steward Group to take over that mess, you fully supported me and let me do what I wanted to do, and I still say the same thing now. No matter what you do, I will support you."

Clarence smiled lightly, "I'm not as selfless as you think. The lives of others are none of my business."

Stella smiled and pushed the thermos bucket, "Let's eat."

She knew that Clarence would definitely go back, and he wouldn't leave the company in that state unattended.

She only wanted him to recover first.

After a while, Stella checked the time. "It's late. I'm going back to bed. Good night."

Clarence took her hand as she got up, "Sleep here."

Stella didn't answer.

She knew he wouldn't change.

Stella was just about to speak when he pulled her into his arms, and along with the sound of fireworks outside was his low magnetic voice. "Happy New Year, baby."

She was surprised and looked at the fantastic fireworks. "It's not even early in the morning yet."

As she spoke, she suddenly thought of something, "Did you arrange this?"

Clarence put his arm around her and looked out. "Apologies need some sincerity."

"But aren't fireworks not allowed in the city?"

"I applied for it a few days ago, and it was approved for today is New Year's Eve."

Stella said nothing.

It was fabulous to be wealthy.

Clarence tilted his head to look at her, "So, can you forgive me now?"

The corner of Stella's lips curved up in a smile, and her eyes fell back on the fireworks outside. "Depends on my mood."

"Then how is your mood now?"

"Sort of."

Clarence clinched her, circling her into his arms, "Hmm?"