Stella also didnât know if she had become thinner recently. However, due to the medicines that she had been taking daily, plus other messy stuff, she didnât have much appetite.
After a few seconds, she found an excuse, âIâm trying to lose weight. It seems that it did work. Haha...â
As she spoke, Stella met with Clarenceâs gaze again. He pursed his thin lips and maintained a serious face even when she joked.
He looked kind of scary.
Stella poked his chest and said in a small voice, âWhat is it? Donât you want to eat?â
After a while, Clarence only said, âYou said that youâre hiding something from me before. Tell me what it is.â
Stella paused for a moment before she withdrew her finger, âBut you were also hiding something from me...â
âIâve already told you. Now itâs your turn.â
Stella had actually forgotten about this.
She turned around and took the dinner plate, âItâs not something serious, not very shocking or terrifying. Itâs just... I donât want to talk about it now.â
Clarence gripped her wrist, âWhy arenât you joining the fashion week?â
Stella heard what he said and kept quiet for a few seconds. Then, she turned around and looked at him, âToo many things happened recently. Itâs going to be too rushed for me. I donât want to tire myself, so Iâm not going...â
âDo you think I believe that?â
Stella let out a sigh and replied jokingly, âBelieve it or not.â
Clarence obviously didnât intend to joke with her. His expression was cold and solemn, âSpeak.â
Stella hadnât seen him like this for a long time. If it was because she wouldn't go to join the fashion week, he shouldnât be that angry.
After thinking about it, Stella suddenly realized something, âDid you meet Sherry? What did she tell you?â
Clarence said, âNo need to mention her. Talk about yourself.â
Stella probably had been suffering from the medications and injections during this period. Her appetite wasnât good either. Therefore, she had been suppressing some kind of hidden anxiety and anger.
And now, seeing his bad attitude and tone towards her, her temper instantly came up. She threw the things in her hand, âIf you donât want to eat then forget it. Itâs not like I'm begging to serve you.â
After saying that, she threw Clarenceâs hand away and walked straight back to the bedroom.
Clarence looked at her figure with a headache. As he was about to follow her behind, he saw the ice crumbs that were cleared out from the trash can and suddenly thought of the box that Stella had blocked from his sight not long ago.
He slightly frowned, turned around, and opened the refrigerator.
Other than some fresh fruits and vegetables, in the innermost corner was a white foam box.
...
After returning to the bedroom, Stella collapsed on the bed and closed her eyes.
She felt a kind of emotion running wild in her chest, undulating.
It felt as if there was a fire in her heart.
Extremely annoying.
Stella pulled up the blanket and covered her head to sleep.
After some time, when she was still in a daze in her sleep, she felt someone hugging her from behind.
Despite the fact that she was still asleep, Stella didnât forget to be angry. She kicked him away and moved her body forward.
Soon, the person behind her came up to her back again, hugging her a little tighter than just now, pressing his long legs against her so that she couldnât move anymore.
Stella woke up with anger.
She said unhappily, âLet go of me.â
Clarence whispered to her, âIâm sorry. Itâs my fault.â
Stella said, âYou only realize this now?â
âIâm sorry for my attitude just now. Babe, donât be angry, okay?â
Stella still didnât want to pay attention to him.
Clarence said, âLetâs get up and eat.â
âIâm not hungry.â
âBut Iâm hungry.â
âItâs none of my business that youâre hungry.â
Clarence stopped talking and directly carried her up.
Stella let out a cry of surprise, turned, and stared at him, âWhat are you doing!â
Clarence directly carried her out of the bedroom. The dining table was full of Stellaâs favorite food.
Although she didnât have much appetite lately, after seeing these foods, Stella felt a little hungry.
Clarence placed her on the chair, âEat quickly. Itâs going to get cold soon.â
Stella pouted, âDid you ask Nathan to get this?â
Clarence sat opposite her and said lightly, âI went to buy it myself.â
Upon hearing that, Stellaâs hand that was holding cutleries paused for a moment.
He bought them himself?
Stella looked at the food on the table. It was all oily and spicy food. These foods could only be found in smaller restaurants.
It was hard to imagine a germaphobe and picky person like him would run several places just to buy food for her.
Furthermore, among them were many of those that Clarence had forbidden her to eat before.
It was right that a person should eat something they like when they are unhappy.
After eating, Stella felt much better. She even let out a burp.
Clarence pulled a tissue to wipe her lips, âIs it good?â
âItâs fine.â Stella took the tissue from his hand and wiped herself. âSeeing that you're quite sincere about your apology, Iâll forgive you.â
Clarence smiled, âReally?â
Stella said, âBarely. After all, Iâm not an unreasonable person.â
Clarence said, âIf thatâs so, letâs have a good chat.â
Stella was speechless.
Why was he so persistent?
She turned her head, âI donât want to chat.â
Clarence sat beside her and took her hand. Stella wanted to pull her hand back, but her fingers were tightly clasped, and couldnât resist him.
Clarence said, âI know what youâre thinking. But you have to listen to what I have to say first.â
He continued slowly, âArcher had told me about the cord blood.â
Hearing this, Stella turned her head abruptly, âWhy did he...â
âRegarding this matter, you shouldnât have hidden it from me.â Clarenceâs eyes stared at her, âHow long do you think you can hide it from me? A few months, or a lifetime?â
His tone was slow and gentle, mixed with some anger and helplessness. Stella couldnât help but choke a little, feeling a little wronged. Tears rolled down her cheeks, âThatâs not what I mean. I said I donât want to talk about it now. But you kept on asking... What can you do even if you know?
Thereâs no other solution now isnât it...â
Clarence pulled her to his arms and comforted her in a low voice, âItâs okay. Itâs all my fault.â
Stella choked, âIt was your fault in the first place.â
Clarence gently patted her back, âDid you think that I wouldnât agree to you in doing this? Is that why you didnât want to tell me?â
Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again ï¤Chapter 788: She Lost Weight Recently An Eight-year-old Princess ï¤Chapter 1410 Go And Return Quickly Critic ï¤Chapter 105: Missing Drake Stella didnât say anything else. She just buried her head in his chest, sobbing in a low voice.
Clarence said, âThis matter is inherently risky. Moreover, no one will know what is the final result. The reason why I didnât agree is that I didnât want you to suffer only to hope in vain.â
âBut it would be irresponsible to just give up without even trying.â
âIâm the irresponsible one, not you. You shouldnât feel guilty about it.â
Stella knew what he was referring to. She said in a stifled voice, âDonât talk about this. I only want the little one to get better as soon as possible. You are supposed to handle the rest.â
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