Chapter 117: Chapter 117

In the CEO’s office...

Sitting in a chair, Clarence was playing with his phone with an inexplicable smile on his face.

That woman somehow had some conscience and she asked Nathan whether he had had dinner or not just now.

He took a glance at the clock and then at his phone. Staring at the phone number on the screen, he tapped his temples with two slender fingers.

When he was about to make a phone call, he heard the knockings on the door.

Clarence put down his phone and then picked up a document and a pen. He adjusted his expression and then said, “Come in.”

The door was then pushed open. At the next moment, Vivian’s voice sounded, “Mr. Conrad...”

Clarence looked askance at her and put down his pen. He asked coldly, “Why are you here?”

Vivian told him why she was here. She then added, “Mr. Conrad, it’s all my bad before. I promise I will not make similar mistakes again. If Mr. Conrad can give me an opportunity this time, I will definitely cherish it.”

“Why do you think that I will give you a chance?”

Vivian bit her lower lip, “I...”

Clarence said in a cold voice, “I’ve told you that I don’t like others to play tricks on me. Do you think that I really don’t know that you came to Stella before and asked her to divorce me?”

Vivian thought that that matter had been a past, but she hadn’t expected that Clarence would mention about it again. She was so scared that her back broke out into cold sweats. She stammered, “It... It was for the sake of you, Mr. Conrad. I heard that you hated her a lot, so I...”

“Enough.” Clarence interrupted him, “Whether I detest her or not, it’s my own business and it has nothing to do with anyone else.”

Unwilling to accept this, Vivian said, “But Mr. Conrad... it’s true that her pregnancy was fabricated and she used it to force you to marry her. I know that you don’t like to be threated, nor did you like others to make decisions for you. It was just that I wanted to help you solve this trouble. If Stella wasn’t guilt-stricken as she knew she became your wife by some devious means. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have agreed to divorce you simply because of my words.”

Clarence’s expression became even colder when he heard the words, “Get out.”

“Mr. Con...”

“Don’t let me repeat my words.”

Vivian bit her lower lip tightly, her face turning pale. She then left the office reluctantly.

The office was then overwhelmed by silence.

Clarence looked out of the windows expressionlessly. He suddenly realized that Vivian’s appearance was not the reason why Stella wanted to divorce him.

She had such an idea long time ago.

And Vivian’s appearance simply provided her an opportunity to bring about that topic.

Indeed, Stella had been playing a good wife in the marriage with him.

But it was just playing. Therefore, she could leave him without hesitation.

He had given her many chances to remarry him, but she refused them without a second thought.

It was just that he was never the one she loved.

She simply asked whether she had had dinner or not. It was just a casual question, yet he waited for her in the company until midnight.

Clarence took his phone and stood up. He called Vincent while walking, “Where are you?”

...

As Stella told the security guard that she simply passed by the building, naturally he would not allow her to enter the company.

Therefore, she could only come to the entrance. She found a bench and then sat down.

Stella made a phone call to Nathan as she wanted to let him come downstairs to take the lunch box. Unluckily, Nathan didn’t answer her call.

The temperature had been descending recently and it was much colder in the evening. Stella only wore a coat now and it could by no means resist the cold winds.

When she was stamping her feet due to chillness, she inadvertently turned around and saw Vivian walked out of the entrance of Conrad Group.

Stella was stunned. Her gaze uncontrollably followed Vivian and she only withdrew her lines of sights after Vivian got on the car.

After a long while, she suddenly chuckled, as if she was mocking at herself. No wonder that wretched man was so busy every night. It turned out that he was busy with dating the other woman.

Stella rubbed her nose which was red due to coldness. She then put the lunch box above the waste container beside the bench.

After taking two steps, she came back and picked up the lunch box.

No matter what, the food was innocent.

Wretched man, go eat the shits!

After coming back, Stella sat at the dining and finished all the dishes she made tonight. Only then did she go upstairs to have a sleep.

Lying on the bed, Stella couldn’t help but feel regretful.

“Stella, how can you be so foolish? You know that wretched man Clarence hates you so much, why are you still deceived by some false appearances again and again?’ Stella questioned herself in heart.

Everything he did was for the sake of the child in her belly.

Even though he had asked her to move back to the mansion, it didn’t impede her from flirting with the other woman.

Stella lay tossing and turning on the bed. She couldn’t fall asleep.

When it was about three o’clock in the morning, she still felt her stomach full. Therefore, she decided to get up.

But out of her expectation, when she opened the door of her bedroom, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a person. At the next moment, his hot lips landed on hers and Stella was greeted by a strong scent of alcohol.

Stella wanted to struggle, but Clarence had confined her hands and pinned them above her head. He had confined her tightly in his arms.

At the same time, Stella’s lower lip was broken by his teeth. She felt the sharp pain and knitted her brows.

The smell of blood dispersed in their mouths.

Clarence lost most of his interest as Stella didn’t cooperate with him at all. He took a step backward and pinched her chin. He slightly moved his thin lips and spit out some indifferent words, “You wasn’t so reluctant when having sexes with me.”

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Stella was annoyed. She blushed, “I haven’t expected that Mr. Conrad would have such a quirk – you wait in front of my bedroom in the midnight and ...”

Stella thought that he was like a villain who sued his victim before he himself was prosecuted. She made some dishes for him late in the evening and sent them to the company regardless of the cold winds, but he was flirting with Vivian in the company. Was he qualified to question her here? How shameless!

Stella replied without a second thought, “Mr. Conrad, why are you waiting for me? Are you planning to flaunt to me that Vivian loves you so much?”

Clarence was silent for a while. He then asked, “You saw her?”

“I’m not blind. How couldn’t I see her?” Stella took a deep breath, “Mr. Conrad, I think we should show some respects to each other. You dated Vivian just now, and forcibly kissed me right after coming back. Don’t you feel it disgusting?”

Clarence asked in a flat tone, “Are you jealous?”

“Jealous?”

But Stella didn’t say out the rest words “my ass’.

Seeing that she didn’t say anything else, Clarence continued, “Then why did you care about her?”

Stella gritted her teeth, “I don’t care about her at all. It’s just that, Mr. Conrad, such behavior is really shameless. It makes me feel that...”

Clarence didn’t want to hear her nonsense. He interrupted her, “Are you minding about her existence. Or are you minding the fact that I came to you after meeting her?”

“Is there any difference?”

“Why there’s no difference?” Clarence fixed his unfathomable black eye son her. After several seconds, he asked, “Stella, do you like me?”

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