Chapter 134: Chapter 134

After dinner, Stella was about to go back to her room. Justin said, “Stella, would you please have a walk with me in the garden?”

Stella paused and nodded in agreement, “Sure.”

Right then, it wasn’t completely dark. The whole sky was gray. All dark clouds were gathering. It was quite humid. There should be a thunderstorm at night.

When Stella was looking at the distance in a daze, Justin said, “You are not used to staying here, are you?”

Stella withdrew her gaze. Pressing her lips, she didn’t deny.

Justin continued, “My father is quite stubborn. I need more time to convince him. Stella, I’m sorry but you have to bear such a life in the following days.”

After a moment of silence, Stella said, “Thank you, Mr. Conrad.”

“Not at all. I fully understand how you feel when being trapped without a chance to go out.” Justin looked up at the dark sky, “But, please don’t worry.

Clarence wouldn’t leave you alone and ignore you.”

“Yes, he would ignore me.”

Clarence had said that once the Conrad family found out about her pregnancy, she must take the consequences all by herself.

He wasn’t wrong. She insisted on giving birth to the baby. No matter what happened, it had nothing to do with him.

Justine faintly smiled, shaking his head. He said steadily, “Clarence is always easy to lose temper and calm down. In the current situation, he needs some time to deal with other things. Please give him more time, Stella.”

Stella looked over at Justin. Suddenly, she felt quite sorry for him.

In terms of temper, character, and manners, Justin was way too excellent. He was a perfect man.

If he hadn’t had the car accident, how outstanding he would have become.

Even if Justin could only be trapped by the wheelchair all his life, he still attracted a lot of women. However, it seemed that he had trapped himself.

After a while, Stella said, “Mr. Conrad, it’s going to rain. Let’s go back.”

Justin nodded in agreement, “Okay. Let’s go.”

...

Lying on her bed, staring at the strange room, Stella couldn’t fall asleep at all.

The thunderstorm came as expected. The raindrops smashed onto the window like beating a drum, making noises in her quiet room.

The worse was, Stella found that she was starved.

It almost killed her.

She lifted the quilt and sat up, looking out of the darkness outside the window, lost in thought.

No matter what she did, it couldn’t stop the baby’s objection in her belly.

When she was wondering if she should sneak downstairs to find something to eat, Stella saw a light flash outside the window. In an instant, she couldn’t open her eyes.

She couldn’t help but wonder who had come in such a late stormy night.

Stella also decided to give up the idea to sneak downstairs for food. She could just bear it.

Tomorrow, she would ask the cook in the kitchen if she could have some snacks and fruits prepared.

Stella pulled over the quilt and covered her head. She rubbed her belly, aiming to calm down the little fellow.

Shortly after, she heard footsteps in the corridor. However, they stopped right in front of the door of her room.

Stella was taken aback. For some reason, she suddenly had a hunch, wondering if the person coming over was...

She immediately got up, put her feed into the slippers, rushed to the door, and opened it quickly.

However, when she saw the person at the door, the hope and light in her heart were gone gradually.

Phoebe looked at her and slightly smiled, “Good evening, Ms. Radomil.”

Stella was silent for a moment. She asked, “Good evening, Miss Steward. Why are you here?”

Phoebe lifted an insulation pail in her hands, “You are pregnant, so I’m sure you’ll get hungry easily. It might not be quite convenient here for you, so I brought you some food.”

Stella pressed her lips and she didn’t take it over.

Phoebe explained, “I’m always with Rebecca Jason during her pregnancy, so I know such things more or less.”

“Miss Steward, thank you for your kindness. But, it’s not necessary.”

As if she had read Stella’s mind, Phoebe said, “Ms. Radomil, what I said earlier today wasn’t to snatch your baby from you. In that circumstance, I’ll make Uncle Dempsey rest assured by saying that. After you’ve given birth to the baby, no matter you or Clarence will raise the child, I won’t intervene in your decision.”

Stella said, “Miss Steward, you’ve misunderstood.”

Phoebe was a bit surprised, “? Did I?”

“No matter what, I’m Clarence Conrad’s ex-wife. For you, I’m the ringleader who has taken your beloved man from you. You don’t need to be so kind to me, Miss Steward.”

Upon hearing it, Phoebe smiled, “Ms. Radomil, I’ve said that I only believe what I’ve seen on you. Besides, we are friends now. We should help each other, shouldn’t we?”

Stella pressed her lips and didn’t speak.

In this world, she feared that she would owe Phoebe any favor the most.

Phoebe pulled her hand and pressed the insulation pail into them, “Please take it. Don’t make me come here in vain.”

She continued, “Ms. Radomil, if you feel quite bored here, you can call me over to accompany you. Or, if you need anything, please let me know. I’ll bring them to you. I’ve been here a couple of times before. I don’t think Uncle Dempsey and Aunt Joanna would be against it.”

“Miss Steward...”

“Please don’t say thanks to me. I’m willing to do it for you.” As she spoke, Phoebe smiled at Stella and left.

Stella held the insulation pail, exhaling. Then she turned around and walked into her room.

Sitting on the couch, she thought for a while before opening the insulation pail. When she saw the food inside, she was a bit taken aback.

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After sitting in the car, Phoebe looked at the man next to her, “I’ve met Ms. Radomil. She should be fine.”

Clarence’s face was cold and gloomy, “No matter if she’s fine or not, does it have anything to do with me?”

Phoebe said, “Clarence you care about Ms. Radomil, don’t you? Otherwise, why would you be afraid that she’s hungry at night and deliberately send her...”

Phoebe felt fortunate that she went to his house. Otherwise, it would be Clarence who sent the insulation pail to Stella.

Clarence interrupted her with an indifferent tone, “Someone asked me to send it to her.”

Phoebe didn’t insist on asking who the person was. However, she could guess that the answer might not be quite pleasant to know.

Half an hour later, the black Rolls-Royce stopped at the gate of the residence of the Steward family.

Phoebe reached out to push the door. After a few seconds, she looked back, “Clarence, would you like to go in and meet my father?”

Clarence answered expressionlessly, “It’s quite late. Your father must have gone to bed.”

Phoebe understood that he refused her. With a smile, she said, “It’s alright. After all, we’re getting married soon. You’ll have a lot of chances to meet him in the future.”

As soon as Phoebe got off, the servant came over to pick her up with an umbrella.

Clarence said to the driver, “Drive.”

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