Stella said, âCould you stop asking me such inexplicable and ambiguous questions?â
âEhn?â
Taking a deep breath, Stella looked at him again, âYou made me feel that Iâm the birth mother of that baby.â
This was the first time that Stella made it so clear to him.
Before today, she had tried several times.
However, after getting his answer, she denied her guesses.
She wondered what was in Clarenceâs mind as he extremely loved to ask her such questions.
Clarence gazed at her with his black eyes. After a few seconds, he chuckled, âWhat are you thinking about? Since you like that little bastard so much, I could become his godfather, so in the future, you can always meet him.
After a moment of silence, Stella said, âNot necessarily, but thank you.â
Clarence said, âYou donât have to answer me so hurriedly. You can consider it and reply to me after youâve made up your mind.â
When he finished speaking, his phone started ringing. He walked out of the kitchen to answer the phone.
Stella put the pot on the stove and turned on the gas, staring at the red and blue fire in a daze.
After a while, she suddenly felt a pain in her eyes.
She guessed probably she had been overused her eyes for real.
She rubbed her eyes, looked away, and started cutting the vegetables.
Clarence couldnât always mention the baby to her for no reason. She could guess two reasons.
One was the same as she had guessed.
If so, since a long time ago, Clarence had been deceiving her and always pretended to be calm.
The second possibility was that he knew how much she liked that baby, so he wanted to use the baby to make it up for her.
As she thought, she became absent-minded again. However, she forgot to put down the kitchen knife in her hand. Her finger was cut.
When she felt the sharp pain, Stella came back to her senses immediately. However, the knife was way too sharp, which had cut her flesh. Red blood started to flow out.
Immediately, she turned on the tap and washed the wound with cold water.
After answering the phone call, Clarence walked in. Seeing the blood on the kitchen knife and the cutting board, he frowned and strode over, âDid you cut your hand?â
Stella hummed, âPlease get me a band-aid. Itâs not a big wound. I...â
Before she finished her words, Clarence had turned off the tap, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her to the sofa.
âSit down.â
He turned around, took out the first-aid kit under the tea table, and found the Iodophor and cotton swabs, starting to sterilize her wound.
âHiss...â Stella felt the pain, âBe gentle.â
The man pressed his thin lips slightly. He acted softly and continued, âIâll take you to the hospital to see a doctor tomorrow.â
âItâs just a small cut. Not necessary.â
âFor checking up your eyes.â
Stella was rendered speechless.
Inwardly, she cursed him to go to hell.
He could never speak appropriately.
After dealing with her wound, Clarence pasted a band-aid on it.
Stella stood up and was about to walk to the kitchen. Clarence said, âLeave it to me. You just stay here.â
âIâd better not...â
Stella felt quite sorry for the pot, bowls, and tableware in the kitchen.
Clarence cast her a cold glance as if he was asking whether she was doubting him.
Stella said, âAll right. All right. You can just turn off the gas. Iâll order some takeouts. I suddenly want to eat the barbecue.â
Upon hearing it, Clarence didnât insist. He walked to the kitchen and turned off the gas.
Stella noticed his movements in the kitchen. Before she could ask him to leave everything there, she heard a cracking sound.
She kept silent, couldnât help wondering how could he smash things whenever he entered the kitchen.
Anyway, the smashed things couldnât be saved, so Stella didnât want to nag about him. She pulled out her cell phone to order some takeouts.
Thinking that Clarence didnât eat spicy food, nor did he like barbecue or hotpot dishes, and he had a stomach problem, she ordered some light dishes.
It was quite late when they got home. When the takeouts were delivered, it would be half-past twelve at midnight.
While waiting for the takeout, Stella took her pajamas to take a shower.
When she arrived at the door of the bathroom, Clarence walked out of the kitchen, standing in front of her.
Stella was confused.
He asked indifferently, âArenât you injured? Do you need my help?â
Stella didnât answer.
She directly shut him off outside the bathroom.
Clarence licked his lips, walking back to the living room.
Sitting on the sofa, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
Soon, Maxwellâs voice was heard on the phone, âMr. Conrad, it seems that Amanda Byron was seen by Ms. Radomil.â
Clarence hummed indifferently, âProblem resolved,â he said.
âIs Ms. Radomil always staying here recently? Shall I move them to another place?â
Clarence raised his hand to pinch the nose bridge, âDonât rush. Let me think about it.â
Maxwell answered, âOkay.â
âHas Amanda Byron always met her boyfriend recently?â
âShe went to meet him tonight. Then she was seen by Ms. Radomil. She didnât meet him in the past few days.â
Last week, Stella was also staying here, but Amanda and Dolores didnât go out. Amanda went to see her boyfriend after several days, which shouldnât be a problem.
âI see. Keep an eye on her,â Clarence said, âI donât have time to go visit them recently. Take good care of them.â
Maxwell answered, âYes, Mr. Conrad.â
After hanging up the phone, Clarence bent down his head and looked at his shirt, which was half-wet. He went back to the bedroom and took his pajamas, breaking into the bathroom directly.
When he was walking in, Stella was washing her hair. With the bubbles on her eyes, she couldnât open them. Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, she hurriedly asked, âWhat are you doing?â
Clarence stood next to her, unbuttoning the buttons on his shirt, âTake a shower.â
Stella was speechless.
Obviously, he didnât only want to take a shower.
After Stella washed away the bubbles on her head, she didnât want to put on the shower gel at all. She grabbed the towel and was about to go out.
However, after taking a few steps, she was held back. Clarence whispered in her ears, âYou havenât finished showering yet.â
âI...â
âIâll help you. You are welcome.â
...
In the end, everything that happened in the bathroom was ended by the doorbell.
Stella was too exhausted to move. She kicked Clarence, âGet the takeout.â
Clarence raised his eyebrows slightly. Putting on his pajamas, he walked out of the bathroom to get the takeout.
Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again ï¤Chapter 440: Not That Easy An Eight-year-old Princess ï¤Chapter 1410 Go And Return Quickly Critic ï¤Chapter 105: Missing Drake Stella showered again. Then she slowly put on her pajamas.
She had been hungry earlier. Now her physical strength was spent, so she became more starved. Soon, she finished eating the barbecued food.
Moreover, she started drooling at the food in front of Clarence.
Clarence said slowly, âYou can tell me if you want to eat anything. I will let you have some.â
Stella didnât try to be polite to him. She pulled the dishes to her directly, âI bought them. Whatâs wrong if I want to have some?â
She was afraid that Clarence couldnât have enough, so she had ordered plenty of dishes, which were enough for them both to have.
Clarence looked at her, curling up his lips. Suddenly he asked, âDonât you feel itâs more convenient to stay with me than staying in any other place?â
âNot really.â
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