Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 228

When Stella prepared to run away, Clarence squatted down in front of her, took a cushion from the sofa, put it on his leg, grabbed Stella’s ankle and put it on the cushion.

Stella wanted to withdrew her leg reflectively,

Clarence pressed her calf and said in a flat tone, “Don’t you know that it’s bleeding?”

Stella looked towards her feet when hearing the words. There were some blood stains on them.

She guessed that she got hurt when trying to climb through the huge stone.

She grabbed a cushion into her arms, “Thanks to you, Mr. Conrad.”

Clarence, “…”

He didn’t say anything again and took out a medical kit from the drawer of the tea table behind and began to disinfect her wounds.

Putting her chin on the cushion, Stella simply looked at him silently. She didn’t struggle.

The man’s cold facial features looked gentler under the light.

She had to admit that if this wretched man didn’t speak, he would be so charming.

Winnie told her that the romantic scandals about Clarence were all fake and they were all shows. She now fully believed in it.

It was hard to find a woman who could withstand Clarence’s sharp tone in this world.

Right at this moment, his clam voice sounded, “Don’t stare at me, unless you don’t want to leave this villa tonight.”

“…”

This man always had dirty thoughts in his mind!

After dealing with her wounds, Clarence put the medical kit back and took a glance at his wristwatch, “I guess they will be here an hour later. You can have a nap if you’re sleepy.”

Stella opened her eyes widely, “Thank you. I’m not sleepy.”

Clarence could guess what she was thinking with a single glance. He let out a sneer, turned around and walked into the bathroom.

After a short while, Stella heard some sounds of water from the bathroom.

Maybe it was because the villa was too quiet, Stella felt unease and thirsty when hearing the sounds.

When she prepared to drink some water, she saw Clarence’s suit jacket.

There were some dusts on his jacket.

No wonder that he wanted to have a bath.

Stella moved to the other side of the sofa, trying to distance herself away from the bathroom.

After a long while, the sound in the bathroom finally died out.

Stella quietly heaved a sigh of relief.

Right at this moment, she heard a gush of hurrying footsteps from the door,

Then there came Emmett’s voice, “Stella, are you alright?”

Stella turned around and saw Emmett and the manager of the hotel. She shook her head, “I’m fine.”

Emmett landed his gaze on Stella’s feet that were wrapped by gauzes. He knitted his brows and took several steps forwards, “Stella, let me bring you down the hill.”

Stella got off the sofa. When she stepped on the ground, she felt a sharp pain.

Why didn’t she feel the pain before?