Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

In the next afternoon...
Evelyn also heard that Stella and Clarence were going to leave. She took many special local products from her home and asked
them to receive them.
After that, she pulled Stella to a corner and asked in a low voice, “Stella, are you going to remarry Clare after coming back?”
Stella was rendered speechless.
‘Ms. Beckham, this is your real purpose, right?’ She thought to herself.
“Nope...”
“Oh, don’t feel embarrassed in front of me. I’ve been observing Clare for you during the past days. He has a good quality. He’s
handsome and rich. If you don’t catch the opportunity, he will be easily snatched by the other woman.”
“Ms. Beckham, I...”
“Stella, listen to me, when you’re as old as me, you’ll find that the quarrels and conflicts you have now is nothing and in the eyes
of the outsiders, they are some sweet things. It’s just that I’m old now. If I’m twenty years old younger, I will...”
Evelyn said nonstop, and Stella found it hard for her to get a word in, hence she chose to shut up.
Before leaving, Stella took a glance at this place in which she had been living for one more months, and she inexplicably had a
feeling that she was now leaving her home.
No matter it be Dolores, or Evelyn, or the other neighbors, they all gave her the warmth and cares that she never had before.
Clarence, who was standing in front of the car, saw Stella keeping turning around while walking. He couldn’t understand her
twisted feeling at all and said, “Well, you can come back later. Why are you so upset?”
Stella withdrew her lines of sights and sighed, “Alas, it’s reasonable. A cold-hearted man like you can never understand what it
means to separate the ones that you’ve been staying with for a long time.”
Clarence pulled a long face, “Stella Radomil.”
Stella curled her lips into an appropriate smile, “Let’s set off, Mr. Conrad.”

Evelyn originally planned to send them to the airport together with Dolores, but fearing that they would be more upset and that
Evelyn would say something incredible on the way to the airport, Stella hurriedly refused them.
Moreover, based on Dolores and Clarence’s personalities, Stella guessed that wouldn’t like the scene of separation.
When they left Anqiao Street, Stella felt that her experience here was like a warm and comfortable dream.
But now the beautiful dream had to finish.
She must brace herself up now. Only in this way could she cope with the things that might happen after she came back to City N.
...
After getting of the airplane, Stella said, “Mr. Conrad, I have to come back to my home to pack up my things tonight and I will
move to the mansion tomorrow.
“As you like.”
Clarence ignored her after finishing the words and left in strikes.
As a matter of fact, Stella didn’t have too many things to pack up as she took away all the things that she could take away when
she ran away from City N. And all her valuable belongings were in the luggage case.
It was just that she didn’t want to stay together with Clarence and that she wanted to enjoy the last night for her to stay alone, so
that she randomly found an excuse.
Stella followed behind him slowly. After walking out of the airport, Nathan came to her when she intended to call a taxi, “Ms.
Radomil, let me drive you back.”
“Aren’t you going back with Clarence?”
“Mr. Conrad has to come back to the company first and he asked me to send you back, Ms. Radomil.”
“I see.”
Stella wanted to tell him about her domicile after getting on the car, yet she saw Nathan input an address into the navigation
application.

Stella, “...”
Nathan smiled drily.
He could only use the laughter to cover up his awkwardness.
Stella didn’t feel it weird that Nathan would know about her address. He was Clarence’s special assistant who helped him deal
with many things in detail, so it would be abnormal if he didn’t know about it.
They then arrived at the downstairs of Stella’s domicile. Nathan took her luggage case out, “Ms. Radomil, Mr. Conrad asked me
to pick you up tomorrow. Which point of time is convenient for you?”
Stella replied after a short while of silence, “No need. I can go there by myself.”
After finishing the words, she looked up and saw Nathan’s expression. It seemed like he wanted to say something. Stella
secretly gritted her teeth, “Tell Clarence that I will definitely go there.”
“Okay. Goodbye, Ms. Radomil.”
Nathan then left.
Stella watched the black car disappearing in her view and then turned around and walked into the apartment.
After getting upstairs, Stella turned on the lights. Looking at the chilling house that was covered with a layer of dusts, she
lowered her head and sighed.
Actually, she had only been living in this place for less than one month, so this place was anything but a home for her.
When she finished packing up her things, it was already one o’clock in the morning.
Standing by the bedside, Stella pondered for a long while and then finally sent a message to Channing.
[Chan, come to Prison of City N together with me tomorrow morning.]
Channing also hadn’t slept yet. He immediately made a phone call to Stella when he received the message, “Are you in City N
now?”
“Yeah, I got off the plane just now.”

Channing then asked, “Why are we going to the prison.”
Stella looked out of the window and replied in a low voice, “Jeffrey died.”
There was dead silence at the other end of the phone. Channing then asked in a clam voice, “How did he die?”
“He tried to escape from the prison and caused a fire, and then died instantly in the fire.”
Channing said, “I will come to pick you up tomorrow.”
“Okay.”
In the early morning of the next day, it was drizzling and the whole city seemed to be shrouded by a layer of grey color.
Stella, who was in black from top to toe, showed up at the entrance of Prison of City N with Channing standing by her side.
They came to the registration desk and told the officer why they were here today. Then the prison officer brought them to the
place storing the bone ashes of the dead, “Here are Jeffrey Radomil’s bone ashes and relics. You can take them away after
signing here.”
Channing signed his name on the paper. The prison officer took a glance at him and then at Stella who was standing beside him.
He couldn’t help but say, “I haven’t expected that Jeffrey would have such two filial children. He was really lucky.”
Jeffrey had created many troubles after being put into jail. He was always beat, and always hit others. He often shouted that his
son-in-law was the president of the Conrad Group. He was just a typical loafer and ruffian.
But his words were effective that he gathered up a group of prisoners and they planned to escape from the prison. Unluckily, they
failed.
After signing his name, Channing took a glance at Jeffrey’s bone ashes. He pressed his thin lips together tightly and didn’t reply
the prison officer’s question.
Stella asked, “Can we leave now?”
“Of course.” The prison officer came back to his own senses and gave Jeffrey’s bone ashes and relics to them.

Watching them leaving the prison, the officer felt quite curious about a question: Jeffrey was so wicked and ugly, how could he
have a handsome son and a beautiful daughter?
Could it be that the children were abducted from others?
After getting out of the prison, Channing said to Stella, “Leave the rest things to me. You shall go back and have a rest.”
Stella paused. She knew that Channing was afraid that she didn’t want to face Jeffrey anymore. She curled her lips into a light
smile, “He had died and it’s useless to mind the past. If I really mind it, I wouldn’t have come today.”
Channing slightly smiled, “No matter what, you’re still pregnant and it’s inappropriate for you to come to the cemetery. I can go
there along.”
“Chan, it really doesn’t matter. Rest assured.”