"Well, Clarence and I are half-brothers." Jude said quietly, "Things are a little tricky, but Clare is unusual in that he seems to get along with us despite having grown up outside and visiting a few years ago. In addition to being agitated, he had a leg injury. Clare endured a great deal, and Grandpa intended to make up for it by giving him the presidency. He could do it, of course. He would have that depending on his abilities even if Grandpa had not given him that position.” Stella: This is not the kind of story she was expecting. Clarence, though, was raised outside? And they were brothers by half? A sensation that cannot be described fills her heart at the possibility that Clarence’s mother is a mistress. Most likely as a result of her past mistress status, so ... Stella pursed her lips as she thought about this and the Clarence appearance. Was this the reason he was agitated? "Don't mention it in front of Clare, or he will be angry." Jude gave her a sliver of a smile. "Can y
When Stella regained consciousness and noticed Riley hesitantly elucidating to her, she attempted a smile. "I'm not blaming you, I was just thinking about things." "What's wrong?" 'Are you scared that you won't be able to find him?' Riley said, glancing at her anxiously and reaching out to take her hand. “Don't worry, Lala—I'll locate that man for you, I promise!" Stella burst out laughing as she saw Riley reassuring herself, asking, "Ri , why are you so silly? You continue to put forth a lot of effort for me, but this is my business." "Because we are good friends, but....." After giving it some thought, Riley continued after a pause, "We will always be good friends, right?" Nodding, Stella said, "Of course." "If one day I do something wrong to you, will you forgive me?" How come? Something wrong with me?" Stella asked, not understanding. "You know I am not a careful person, maybe I will accidentally make a mistake, you must forgive me." Stella You always act irrespons
Stella was so distraught that she went back to her room. She went inside, kicked off her shoes, put on her slippers, and went to her bed. She sat dejectedly on her bed and gazed blankly at the bank card. How should one proceed? How was she going to break the news to Riley? Oh my. The Rec family and the Conrad family were on an equal footing, but the Conrad family was difficult to work with. Suddenly feeling the air cool, she looked up and encountered a set of intensely frigid eyes. Startled, she let go of her bank card, which snapped and dropped to the chilly floor. Both of them glanced over simultaneously. Stella’s face turned pale at once, and she got to her feet, saying, "I can explain!" "You are really out of my expectation." Clarence laughed hysterically. He had profound eyes. She felt afraid; they were like black surges moving in unknown oceans. Stella: "This is why you married into the Conrad family, right? Heh, the old man is quite generous, but are you worth th
What good is it if she came clean? Stella remained silent. With a sour voice, she angrily shoved Jude’s hand away and shouted, "Go away, I want to be alone." Jude, who had been shoved aside, grinned at her instead of becoming irate. He rose and took a seat next her, resting his back on the tree much as she did. "If I leave, you will be crying alone and more upset." Jude softly said, "In really, spending time alone is the worst method to deal with a bad mood since you have too much time to reflect about it. However, you will gradually forget the cause of your melancholy if you have someone to chat to." His tone grew progressively melancholy. Stella turned to face him dumbly and asked, "Have you ever been this sad before?" "It works," Jude said, peering into her eyes. “You gradually start to show concern for me." Stella discovered that it truly was that way. Turning to face Jude from the front, she sucked her nose, wiped her face with her outstretched hands, and looked aside.
"I ought to put that question to you. You often found yourself in front of her after she had arranged for you to have a wife. My, I am aware of your goal.” "Jude came across me by chance." "Is that accurate? Was it a scheduled appointment or was it inadvertent?” Clarence glanced at her , and said as much. Stella balled her fist and looked directly into Clarence’s eyes. "Whatever you think," she said, defying everyone's expectation that she would explain. “In any case, I don't need to explain; you are self-righteous and won't listen to other people." "Stella!" Jude scowled a little, not sure why Stella was still resisting at this point and needed to argue with Clarence. "This is none of your business." Stella shoved Jude aside, obstructing the front with her small frame. “Do you not consider me to be a slut? Nevermind, it's true what you see. I asked Jude to come over because I am that kind of person." Clarence looked at her, his eyes suddenly chilly. "Do you know what you ar
Clarence was quite disagreeable because of this. Seeing Stella with other men, he was trying to find a reason to get into trouble with her. He was so sad with this emotion that all he would do when he saw her was unconsciously say hurtful things to her. However, all of a sudden, she was like a dead puppet, so obedient and well-behaved that Clarence’s annoyance did not go away, but rather grew even stronger. How could he make her give him a call? "Didn't you address me by my name?" snorted Clarence. Stella said, lowering her gaze, "I'll exercise caution." "Come here!" He was being driven insane. After pausing, she eventually moved in his direction. "Push me back." "Ok." Stella pushed his wheelchair ahead and stepped silently behind him. Clarence’s expression was dejected, as though he owed everyone everything. The others were shaken by this aura as they went along the hallway. The maids avoided the two since they knew they were upset. After pushing Clarence back into the
Stella believed she was having delusions. Clarence could hardly have made such a request. Would he do something like that? How naive! Her expression was expressionless and perplexed, as if she wasn't sure if what she had heard was real. She just stood there. Clarence said after realizing what he had said, "You..." In the following moment, Clarence’s eyes widened as Stella, who had not moved, abruptly leaned over. His face was pressed against soft lips. Clarence’s pupils quivered a little. At first, Stella replied no, but considering their unequal relationship, she realized that he might not truly give her the phone back if she disregarded his instructions. She had the right to demand a lot of things, but not the child. She was too terrified. Would Clarence force her to have an abortion if he knew about it? She gave him a kiss right away. Well, they'd shared a kiss earlier. Then she extended her hand to him. "Can I have my phone back?" Clarence said as his eyes blurred, "You
After stating where she was, Stella waited for her. Riley showed up twenty minutes later. Stella hurried up, opened the door, and sat into the car as soon as it stopped. "What's going on?" "I'm going to be late, so let's head to the company first. I'll speak with you while traveling.” Riley could only spin around very swiftly. "Why did Clarence take your phone away so abruptly? Did you irritate him? Or did you make yourself known?" "No, I didn't expose anything, but we had a fight last night," Stella shook her head. "Tell me what happened." Stella refrained from disclosing more information, choosing to disclose merely the cause of their altercation. "He's not very fond of you. These are the cruel comments he always spoke to you." Stella became agitated upon learning that "he doesn't like you," thinking, "Yeah, he should really hate me. As of right now, you remained hidden and said nothing out of the ordinary, so it is unlikely that he could have discovered anything. We