Stella continued after several seconds of pause, âYou also said that. Theyâre all young girls. Maybe he likes...â
âMaybe he likes a boy?â
Stella was rendered speechless.
âNot so. He likes a girl.â
Winnie chuckled, âI know it. Itâs just a joke. But to be honest, your brother is handsome. Heâs smart and has good performance in study. Everyone will like him. So you donât have to worry about this.â
It was Channingâs own business after all, so Stella didnât tell her about the truth. She nodded her head slightly.
After a short while, Stella asked, âDo you have any schedule later?â
Winnie replied, âI donât have any schedule recently. Probably I will have some variety shows. But I have to go to the filming base two months later.â
With Winnieâs company, Stella didnât feel bored.
The afternoon passed by unknowingly.
When seeing Clarence, Winnie sensibly found an excuse and left.
Clarence walked into the ward, âWhat did she say to you?â
âNothing. We just have some chitchat.â Stella asked, âWhen will I be discharged from the hospital tomorrow?â
âIn the afternoon. I have a meeting in the morning.â
Stella said, âYou can deal with your work. I can handle it myself.â
Clarence didnât change his mind, âYou can only leave until I come.â
Stella couldnât help murmuring to herself, âWhat an overbearing condition.â
Clarence said slowly, âOr I can ask your brother to come here and go through the procedures for you.â
Stella picked up the pillow behind herself and threw it towards him, âHow can you do so?â
Clarence reached out to catch the pillow and curled his lips into a smile, âI have a piece of good news and a piece of bad news. Which one would you like to hear first?â
âNeither.â
âThen never mind.â
Stella was rendered speechless.
After a short while of silence, she looked towards Clarence, âSay it.â
âDidnât you say you donât want to know them?â
Stella grabbed the other pillow and threw it towards Clarence.
A trace of a smile flashed across Clarenceâs black eyes. He decided not to tease her anymore, âArmand has transferred his assets into several overseas accounts in these two days.â
âIs this the good news, or the bad one?â
âA bad one.â Clarence continued, âThis means Armand plans to run away. Once he leaves City n, the Steward Group will have to take the responsibility for the troubles he caused before.â
Stella furrowed her brows and asked, âWhat about the good news?â
âThe good news is that Armand is involved in a criminal case of attempted murdered and he is barred from leaving the country.â
Stella was a bit stunned, âAttempted murder?â
Clarence asked in a calm voice, âDo you remember Arthur?â
âYes. But didnât he...â
âAs for his case, the murder has not been found. Itâs appropriate to use his case to control Armand.â
Stella curled her lips into a smile, âDid you do it?â
Clarence raised his brows, âAlthough I like to see your eyes full of admiration and appreciation towards me, itâs pitiful that it has nothing to do with me.â
Stella ignored him.
After a short while, Clarence continued, âhe will leave tomorrow afternoon. Are you going to send him?â
Stella slightly pressed her lips together, âNo I think. Do I have any standpoint?â
âItâs an easy thing to find an excuse.â Clarence said slowly, âAs his partner, itâs reasonable for me to see him off. Youâre my wife. Isnât it reasonable for you to accompany me there?â
âThen I have to thank you.â
âYouâre welcome. Iâm your husband and this is what I should do.â
Stella slid into the bed, âI donât know. Let me consider it. Donât talk to me again.â
When she finished the words, Clarence became silent.
After hiding herself under the quilt for a while, Stella popped out her head and found Clarence was sitting on the sofa and reading a document. She said, âGive me a pillow.â
Clarence looked up at her. He didnât reply and simply raised his chin, suggesting het to get the pillow by herself.
Stella got out of the bed and walked towards him. When she picked up the pillow next to him, Clarence grabbed her wrist. At the next second, she fell into the manâs warm embrace.
Before she could say anything, Clarence leaned forward and landed a kiss on her lips. He clasped the back of her head with his big palm.
Stella gasped, feeling dizzy after the kiss. She pressed her hands against his chest, âWhy... Why did you suddenly take advantage of me?â
Clarence wrapped his arms around her waist, âDidnât you ask me to be quiet?â
âSo this is how you interpret it?â
âOr else?â
Stella patted his hand, âLet go. I want to go to sleep.â
âItâs still early. Canât you fall asleep?â
Stellaâs remained unmoved, âI can fall asleep when I close my eyes.â
Clarence snorted softly, âDonât sleep. I will give you some tasks.â
âWeâre in the hospital now. You...â
Clarence was amused, âDoes it matters even if weâre in the hospital?â
âWe will be arrested if we do something indecent in such a sacred place.â
Clarence was rendered speechless.
He said, âSince you said so, I have to doubt your job.â
Stella was confused.
Clarence took out a white paper from the document file, âDo you forget what you owe me?â
âBased on your words, it seems like I owe you a lot. How can I know which matter youâre mentioning?â
âItâs good that you know you owe me a lot.â
Looking at the pen handed by him, Stella vaguely understood what he meant. She declined it, âItâs not good to do so. Iâm still a patient and I canât deal with the tasks which require great mental effort. Letâs wait until...â
When Stella prepared to run back to the bed, she was grabbed by Clarence.
He said, âIâm right here. How will it be mentally tiring?â
Stella said, âOh gosh, I feel dizzy again. Can you call the doctor for me?â
Clarence looked at her expressionlessly.
Stella was rendered speechless.
Struggling in her mind for several seconds, she surrendered and took the pen from Clarence.
She secretly painted his portrait several times before and she was passionate when doing that. But now when he was sitting in front of her and fixing his eyes on her when she was painting, it gave her great pressure. How could she draw a picture under such an atmosphere?
Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again ï¤Chapter 541: Heâs into a Girl An Eight-year-old Princess ï¤Chapter 1410 Go And Return Quickly Critic ï¤Chapter 105: Missing Drake Stella said, âThen let go. I will sit opposite you. I can draw the picture with such a posture.â
Clarence let go of her.
Stella quickly stood up, picked up the pen and the paper and sat down on the bed opposite to him. She tried several times, yet still couldnât draw anything. In the end, she began to bite the nib.
Seeing this, Clarence knitted his brows and said, âItâs dirty.â
Stella coughed and adjusted her posture, âDonât move. I will begin to draw your portrait. Donât talk to me because it will disturb my creation. For something like inspiration, it will not appear again if it is disturbed.â
âOkay.â
Hearing his agreement, Stella secretly curled her lips into an inexplicable smile and then quickly drew his portrait on the paper.
In less than five minutes, she put down the pen, âItâs done.â
Clarence didnât believe it, âItâs so quick. Are you offhand with me?â
âIâm so sleepy. I have to go to bed. Good night.â
As she said so, she put the picture under her pillow and closed her eyes.
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