Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 441

Stella said, “Could you stop asking me such inexplicable and ambiguous questions?”

“Ehn?”

Taking a deep breath, Stella looked at him again, “You made me feel that I’m the birth mother of that baby.”

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 Clarence’s mind as he extremely loved to ask her such questions.

Clarence gazed at her with his black eyes. After a few seconds, he chuckled, “What 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, “Not necessarily, but thank you.”

Clarence said, “You don’t have to answer me so hurriedly. You can consider it and reply to me after you’ve made up your mind.”

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 couldn’t 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, “Did you cut your hand?”

Stella hummed, “Please get me a band-aid. It’s not a big wound. I...”

Before she finished her words, Clarence had turned off the tap, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her to the sofa.

“Sit down.”

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.

“Hiss...” Stella felt the pain, “Be gentle.”

The man pressed his thin lips slightly. He acted softly and continued, “I’ll take you to the hospital to see a doctor tomorrow.”

“It’s just a small cut. Not necessary.”

“For checking up your eyes.”

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, “Leave it to me. You just stay here.”

“I’d better not...”

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, “All right. All right. You can just turn off the gas. I’ll order some takeouts. I suddenly want to eat the barbecue.”

Upon hearing it, Clarence didn’t insist. He walked to the kitchen and turned off the gas.