New Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again

[Viet Writer]

Chapter 14: Didn’t You Reject That Proposition?​

Stella reached out and gently shoved Horace to aside. She started to explain after laughing dryly, “Nothing is going on here. He is an old friend of mine, and we are just shooting the breeze. If there’s nothing concerning me here, I think I should make a break for it.”


Stella was only able to take a few steps before her wrist was grabbed by someone.


She was very reactive as she immediately feigned vomiting.


That hand immediately retrieved itself.


Stella had escaped in an unbelievably fast speed.


In the car, Sherry was enjoying music with her eyes closed, and suddenly the car door was opened, “That didn’t take very long! I thought you guys are going to go at it for a while.”


Stella said tiredly, “Don’t mention it. Annie is his acquaintance too, and Clarence came to the scene too. Luckily, I am able to flee in the nick of time, or else I think my life would end there.”


Sherry frowned deeply, “Annie? Are you talking about that Annie…”


Before she could finish her sentence, Stella nodded to affirm that she understood Sherry’s unspoken words.


“When that incident happened, didn’t she run to another country first thing first? I can’t believe that she has the guts to come back here. Aren’t she afraid of karma?”


Stella made a vomiting gesture at this point, and she quickly produced a plum and swallowed it, “Sherry, let’s go to the hospital.”


“Have you… thought about this thoroughly?”


After doing a check-up for Stella, he announced, “Your vitals are fine. You are having such intense morning sickness because of your own health. You should eat healthier and also walk around more, that would help ease your condition.”


Stella nodded, and then doctor continued, “Nothing else is wrong. You can come for a pregnancy check-up and update your profile when twelve weeks are up.”


“I got it. Thank you.”


After exiting the doctor’s office, Sherry hurried over and asked, “Stella, what’s the verdict?”




“The doctor said that everything is fine with me.”


Sherry heaved a sigh of relief, and all of a sudden she realized that she wasn’t asking about that. However, seeing that Stella didn’t look like she was in great health, she didn’t probe further, “Then, let’s get back.”


While they were on the way back, Sherry received a call from the magazine that informed her of the news of the sales volume reaching the millionth mark. The caller said that Mr. Leif had declared that Stella would be the central attraction at the celebration party later on at night. He was asking about her whereabouts now.


Sherry replied, “She is feeling a little unwell, so I have sent her home. Pass on the word to Mr. Leif that we are not going to the celebration party anymore.”


After hanging up the phone, Sherry turned her attention to Stella, “Stella, are you alright?”


Stella was leaning against the car window in deep thought, but she couldn’t be seen through. She only responded after a while, “I want to have this child.”


When she was lying in the hospital bed earlier on, she saw a pea-sized object being displayed on the monitor. A strange feeling enveloped her heart.


It felt like that child from three years ago had returned to her side.


How could she have the heart to kill him off again this time?


Sherry replied cheerfully, “That’s fine, you can give birth to him and we will raise him together. By the time you remarry, we will let that bastard’s child call other man his father. That would definitely rile him up!”


Stella’s pale face produced a smile finally, “That’s right, every time I think about that bastard’s face if that happens, I would feel strangely elated.”


When she decided to have this child, her first instinct told her that she couldn’t disclose this decision to Clarence.


At least, she wouldn’t say anything for now.


Although their marriage was one marred by complications, she still hoped that they could settle things cleanly when they parted ways.


When the car arrived at downstairs, Stella’s phone rang. She caught a glimpse of an unfamiliar number before answering, “Hello, may I know who you are?”


“Stella, it’s me.”






Stella held her phone in silence.


Horace continued, “Everything happened so fast just now and I didn’t have the chance to tell you anything yet. Can we meet up?”


“Horace Jason.” Stella called out his name, “What Annie said just now was all real. I was really married, and I indeed used some methods to marry into the Conrad family.”


“Stella, I know that’s not who you are. I won’t believe a single word Annie has said, and I don’t care that you have married Clarence. I just want to know, what happened three years ago? Why did you refuse the chance to further study in Paris? I thought we had an agreement.”


Stella simply answered, “What happened three years ago is in the past now. Let’s change topic.”


“Does that mean… that everything about us has changed too?”


“I am married now.”


“I know that there is no love in your relationship with Clarence. Stella, I will wait for you.”


At this moment, Stella suddenly felt her phone burning up in her palms. Her eyelashes fluttered, and she was only able to produce a response after a while, “Don’t wait for me. I am not worthy.”


With that as her last sentence, she hung up the phone without hesitation.


Horace was like a ray of light that shone into an empty space called her life. He was loyal, outstanding, dazzling, and he would always light up the fire of hope in her every time she was facing despair.


Perhaps, she was befuddled with such a beautiful illusion that sometimes she even thought that she could be together with him.


The Jason family stood head to head to the Conrad family, with the both of them in the noble families ranking. How could someone from that family accept someone with her background?






What happened three years ago not only snatch away her dream, it was a dream she had entwined herself in for a long time.


This was the first time SG Jewellery Magazine had debuted their own brand, and their launch into the jewellery industry was a commercial success.


All the critics showered them with praises.


Therefore, not only were those critics marvelled by this strategic move by SG Jewellery Magazine, they were also engaged in discussion about the lead designer this time, Sharon.


When she won the newcomers designer awards three years ago, the people in the industry started to take notice of this young and aloof designer.


This time, with the launch of the “Puppy Love’ Series” by the SG Jewellery Magazine, she was once again put in the spotlight in the designing world.


Her comeback this time was a major success. It was a beautiful move.


However, what everyone had been speculating about was her whereabouts in the past three years.


As the outsiders tried to come up with all kinds of speculations, in the Twilight Club, Vincent was sitting on a sofa and fidgeting with his phone with a satisfied expression on his face.


“Take a look at them. They are spreading such rumours as if they are real. Check out this one, it’s too outrageous. Someone accused her of getting pampered and provided for by a rich businessman after her reputation spread, and they have made her out to be a mistress in the past three years. She was discovered by the businessman’s wife and had been shunned by her after a beating. They thought that she came back to the scene because she lost her only source of income, which was the rich businessman.”


On his side, Clarence was sipping alcohol under the shine of a dim light. He didn’t say a word as his jawline protruded with sharpness.


At that moment, someone asked, “Mr. Jason, Mr. Conrad, do you want to have a go at games?”


Vincent looked up from his phone and smiled, “You guys can go ahead. Mr. Conrad just came back from a business trip and I’m sure he is tired. I will accompany him for a while.”


He was immersing himself in the playfulness of those rumours as he enjoyed being an onlooker. He wouldn’t be in any mood to play some mere games.


These baseless assumptions were able to easily keep him entertained.


After some time, Clarence suddenly spoke, “You told me before that she has requested the organizer of the competition to cash out her scholarship money?”


“That’s right. Didn’t you reject that proposition?”


Clarence didn’t say anything more while holding his glass of wine. His brows had turned into wrinkles, and his thoughts couldn’t be seen through.

 

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