New Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again (1 Viewer)

[Viet Writer]

Chapter 10: Could It Be That Missus Is Blowing Up at You​

“Getting pregnant is a good thing, get…” Sherry reacted and instantly widened her eyes. “The baby’s that bastard’s?”


“Yeah.”


“Damn! Then what are you going to do? Tell him?”


Stella shook her head and said, “No, we’re going to divorce anyway.” Sherry paused and asked, “Then…are you going to keep the child?” Stella fell into silence and did not know how to answer. Her instant reaction when she knew she was pregnant was to abort the child. Yet she had pondered for a very long time when she got back. The child in her tummy should not be involved in the resentment between her and Clarence.


Every time she closed her eyes, she felt like she had travelled back in time to three years ago, when the child’s life slowly drained away from her body. She did not want to experience that kind of feeling again. Yet, if she kept it…Stella answered, “I don’t know, let’s see after some time.”


Sherry could tell she refused to discuss about that matter any longer, she then digressed with a cheerful look, “Oh yes, I want to tell you a good news. The necklace and ring from the “first love” series produced have received all praises from the magazine, many have started to place orders themselves, they would be extremely popular when going into the market. What’s left now is the bracelet…There is less than one week left until the press conference, do you think you’ll make it?”


“Yes, it would be finished in three days at most.”


Sherry heaved a sigh of relief and said, “Since you’re pregnant now, could you still make the product? After all, the usage of chemicals is unavoidable during production, why don’t you let the agency shop do the job?”


“It’s okay, I can wear mask and gloves.”




“Do be careful, tell me if you have any difficulty.”


Stella smiled. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”


After going out of the bathroom, Stella held her phone and hesitated for a very long time. She then finally called Clarence’s number. The call was picked up after a while, and Vivian’s complacent voice was heard. “Mr. Conrad is now with me. Stop seeking embarrassment.”


“Oh.” Stella hung up without hesitance.


Meanwhile, Clarence was walking out the washroom. Seeing Vivian trying to put his phone back into his clothes, he went there and took over his clothes, asking indifferently, “Did someone call?” Vivian replied with an evasive look, “No, no…” Clarence took his phone and saw the call history from Stella one minute ago.


He looked up and glanced at Vivian. Vivian spoke, “Mr. Conrad, Stella Ramodil asked where are you, I knew you don’t want to see her, therefore I use some excuses to dismiss her, I didn’t say anything more.” Clarence kept his phone away and did not care for the brainless little tricks she used at all.


Just then, his business partner came while smiling from ear to ear. “Mr. Conrad, luckily you’ve not left. I’ve booked a cabin at the Twilight Club, let’s have fun there.” Clarence replied, “Miss Sean is the main one involved in this collaboration, I’ll not go now, please enjoy yourselves.” Vivian quickly said, “Mr. Conrad…” Clarence nodded at the business partner and left with large strides.


After going out of the office, Clarence went inside a car. The chauffeur asked, “Mr. Conrad, are you heading back to the condominium or the Starry Lake Mansion?” Clarence looked down and glanced at the phone, he replied blandly, “The mansion.”






“Alright.”


After half an hour, Clarence got out of the car and his phone rang. The call was from Stella. He picked up the call but no voice was heard from the phone. He was slightly impatient and he sat on the couch while pulling his necktie. “Speak.” Two seconds later, a cautious voice was heard. “Have you…finished your work?”


Stella had actually hesitated to make the call, but if she kept on delaying the matter and did not give him any explanation, Clarence would think she was getting a nerve and it would be more difficult if she wanted to divorce afterwards. It was also a good thing if the call had interrupted him from enjoying himself and that would be her little revenge to him.


“What work?” Stella fell into a moment of silence, and did not further discuss about the problem. “I’m sorry for today, something unexpected has happened to me, I didn’t mean to not go there.” Clarence replied coldly, “I’ve waited for an hour for you, Stella Ramodil.”


“I’m so, so sorry. I really can’t help it. What about tomorrow? You decide the time, or I can wait for you at the bureau’s entrance in early morning. You can come over whenever you’re free.”


“I’m not that free like you, I have to go for a business trip to Belgium tomorrow.” Having heard that, Stella felt a little disappointed. “Is that so, then we’ll talk after you return.” That was the bad thing of having an overbearing husband who was also a president, even divorcing required her to queue and make appointment with him. The call was not hung up and Clarence spoke shortly, “Do you want to eat chocolate?”


Stella was not able to react for a moment. “Huh?” Clarence repeated with impatience, “I’m going to Belgium, so I ask whether you want to eat chocolate or not?” Stella suddenly remembered the last time Clarence went to Belgium, his business partner there had given him a few boxes of chocolate which was the local specialty to him, and he had tossed it casually on the tea table when he returned.






He did not like sweet food, and did not like snacks too, but Stella loved them. Thinking that he was going to throw those chocolates away anyway, it was no difference if he disposed the chocolates in the dustbin or in her mouth. After a while, Stella then only replied, “No, thanks.” Clarence snorted and hung up the call.


As Stella was going to sleep, her phone rang after just a few seconds. Clarence asked, “Where’s the sober up drug?”


“It’s at the third cabinet from the left, and the first row at the top after entering the kitchen, but that’s soup and you need to boil it. If you don’t know how to make it…” Clarence was breathing normally at the other end of the call, as if he was waiting her to continue. Stella continued, “Wake the housemaid up.” Clarence hung up the next second.


Stella pouted. She put down the phone and lied down onto the bed once again. No wonder Clarence was that gentle today, it was because he had had alcohol. His temper would always be much better after drinking alcohol, and he was exceptionally easy to talk to too.


Sometimes when Stella was being anxious and aggrieved after being scolded by him, she would wish she could force him to drink several bottles of alcohol before he stepped into the house. Of course, she would never have the balls to do that.


Clarence did not wake the housemaid up. He pressed his throbbing temples, drank a glass of cold water and went upstairs. He entered the bedroom and as he was going to take his clothes and entered the bathroom, he saw rows of female clothes that had not been touched for a long time. Stella seemed to have left the house for almost a month.


This afternoon, he had asked Nathan a question at the entrance of the civil affairs bureau, “If a woman insists to divorce, besides getting advantage from it, what would be the other reasons?” He was indeed annoyed these days. Stella said she only wanted to divorce him without wanting to get any money from him, but that kind of excuse was obviously nonsense. He could tell that from her father’s reckless action down the Conrad Tower today.


Yet Stella’s attitude was that determined, and she did not grab such a good opportunity to blackmail him today. That had truly baffled him. Nathan asked in a cautious manner after keeping quiet for a long time, “Mr. Conrad, could it be missus is blowing up at you?”


“Blowing up?”