Chapter 133: Chapter 133

Annie said, “Justin, Clarence doesn’t care about her. Why do you care? She deserves everything that happened today!”

“Annie, stop it,” Justin said, “From now on, Stella will stay here for a while. Stop making trouble.”

Annie snorted, turned around to glare at Stella, and went back to her room.

Right then, the servant came over to report, “Mr. Justin, the room is ready.”

Justine nodded. He said to Stella, “Stella, let’s go. I’ll show you the way.”

In front of the guestroom door, Justin said, “Stella, please don’t take what Clarence said seriously. He said it... for your good.”

Stella slightly smiled, “Probably.”

“You know, Clarence wasn’t close to us. The scene today was indeed...”

Stella said gently, “We’ve divorced long ago. He doesn’t have any reason to care about me, and nor does he need to care about my opinions. I got to know Miss Steward before. They are truly a perfect match.”

Justin sighed, “You’d better take a good rest. I’ll talk to my father about your staying here. Please don’t worry.”

“Thank you, Mr. Conrad.”

Except for thanking him, Stella didn’t know what else she could say.

Only Justin treated her as a human being in such a big Conrad family.

Seeing that Stella walked into the guestroom, Justin operated his wheelchair and left.

Stella closed the door and looked at the completely unknown environment, a trace of helplessness surging from the bottom of her heart, her mind going blank. She felt quite exhausted, extremely weak.

...

In the black Rolls -Royce.

Phoebe asked, “Clarence, what you’ve done today was for Ms. Radomil, right?”

Clarence clenched his fingers and pressed them against his temple. His expression remained unchanged, “You’ve overthought.”

“Then, why did you suddenly agree to marry me?”

“Because I want to. If you are against it, we can cancel it as well.”

Phoebe laughed, staring ahead. After a moment, she said, “Aren’t you afraid that Ms. Radomil would misunderstand us and think that there’s something between us?”

Clarence was annoyed by her questions. He said impatiently, “We’re getting married. If there’s nothing between us, it’s weird.”

“I meant whether you are afraid that she would be heartbroken.”

Clarence didn’t answer. He snorted. That woman didn’t have a heart. How could she be heartbroken?

Seeing that he didn’t answer, Phoebe continued, “No matter why you agreed to marry me, I’m quite delighted now. After getting married, I’ll take the responsibility as a good wife and take good care of your child born by Ms. Radomil.”

Clarence said indifferently, “Just don’t beat around the bush. I know exactly what’s in your mind.”

Phoebe smiled. She didn’t deny it. Instead, she said, “Clarence, what makes me curious is that you know this baby would become the biggest chip in your father’s hands, but why did you take the risk to keep him?”

Clarence curled his thin lips into an ironic smile, “You also think I’m heartless and ruthless, don’t you? You think that I can sacrifice anything for the power, right?”

Phoebe was a bit taken aback. She realized that she had said something wrong, “I didn’t mean it...”

Clarence seemed to have no intention to listen to her explanation. Instead, he looked out of the window with a cold face, lost in thought.

Phoebe bit her lower lip in secret. If she didn’t mistake, Clarence kept this baby wasn’t because of the kinship at all.

It was all because of Stella.

Clarence was born cold-hearted and ruthless. Although he wasn’t so cruel that he could kill his child, he wouldn’t like the child at all. Probably he was still unwilling to admit, but he treasured Stella more than his own life.

Phoebe believed that otherwise, he wouldn’t have agreed to marry her.

She exhaled. Fortunately, someone was more eager to get rid of Stella than she was.

...

Stella lay in her room for the whole afternoon, but she didn’t even close her eyes for a second.

In the past, when she was in Starry Lake Mansion, she still had certain freedom. Although Clarence sent someone to follow her everywhere, he wouldn’t restrain where she would go.

Right now, she couldn’t even go out of the door of the Conrads’ Mansion. However, she’d rather no to go out of the door of her room.

She had just begun her escaping plan. She needed to carefully plan for her escape from Clarence’s villa, but here, it would be even impossible for her to do it.

This place was a hazardous spot indeed.

There were also dogs.

She covered her head with the quilt, wishing that she could sleep and never wake up.

After a long while, she heard the knocks on the door.

Stella got up and opened the door, only to find the servant, who got her room prepared, stand at the door.

The servant said, “Ms. Radomil, this is the necessities that Mr. Justin asked me to prepare for you, including the wash supplies and your clothes.

Stella took them over, “Thank you.”

“You are welcome, Ms. Radomil. If you need anything, please feel free to let me know.”

Before leaving, the servant added, “Ms. Radomil, we always have dinner at half-past six. If you want to eat something particular, please tell me one day ahead.”

Stella nodded, “Okay. I got it. Thanks.”

Back to her room, Stella checked the time - it was five to six. That meant in another half an hour, she would need to go to the cold place where she found it hard to breathe.

It was just the first day and she suffered so much.

Stella believed that she would probably go insane before giving birth to her baby.

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Dempsey and Joanna didn’t speak at all. Occasionally, Justin talked, so that the meal didn’t seem lifeless.

However, Stella didn’t have any appetite. She forced herself to take a few bites and then sat over there in silence.

Justin noticed that she didn’t each much. He asked gently, “Stella, don’t you like the dishes?”

Stella looked up and shook her head, “I like them. I just don’t have any appetite...”

Dempsey chimed in aggressively and coldly, “You are pregnant now. Even if you don’t have any appetite, you must eat.”

Justin, however, smiled at her and said, “It’s alright. Don’t force yourself. If you are hungry at night, you can ask the cook to prepare the night snacks for you.”

Stella pressed her lips. She picked up her tableware again and continued to eat.

Justin was the only one in the Conrad family who treated her very well. She didn’t want to let him annoy his father.

Dempsey said unhappily, “Now you can eat it, can’t you?”

Joanna wiped her mouth with the napkin. She said indifferently, “If a person has grown up in a different environment and accepted different education, no matter how he or she pretends, the vulgarity and misdeeds in the bone cannot be changed.”

Justin frowned and said in a deep tone, “Mom, please!”

Joanna cast him a glance, “What’s wrong? I didn’t mean her. I’m just stating a fact.”

Stella kept silent. She knew that Joanna wasn’t referring to her. Instead, Joanna was implying Clarence.

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