Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Chapter 954

Daphne Aldrich huddled in the corner, shaking violently as she heard the sound of fighting outside.

She wanted to stand up and help Donald Shawn, but the light was too dim to tell where is Donald...

At this time, with a snap, the lights came on. The appliances in the house began to work again.

The mess in the whole house came into her view.

Daphne saw Donald being pushed to the ground by Harris. Without any hesitation, she picked up the metal ornament next to her and smashed it at the back of Harris’ head.

This heavy strike stopped the movement of Harris’ hands for a moment. But he then turned to look at her. With a fierce expression, his eyes were filled with killing intent.

Seeing this, Daphne couldn’t help but take two steps back. But she didn’t flinch. She then clenched the metal handle in her hand.

At the same time, there were hurried footsteps outside the door.

Harris quickly let go of Donald. He then jumped over Daphne and fled away.

Seeing this, Daphne threw away the stuff in her hand and went to help Donald. She could see blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth and bruises all over his face. She didn’t know how to hold him with hands for a while, and was about to cry, “Mr.... Mr. Shawn, are you okay?”

Donald sat on the ground, with one leg bent and his hand supporting him on his knee. After he coughed for a while, he said, “It’s okay.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Vincent James rushed in with his men, glanced at the fluttering curtains, and then looked at Donald, “How is it?”

Donald looked up at him and licked the wound on the corner of his mouth, “If you come here later, you can directly burry my body for me.” NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Vincent glanced at Daphne next to him, and said calmly, “I’ve never seen you run so fast.”

Donald didn’t bother to pay attention to him, “Go to catch your suspect, don’t mess around here.”

“Okay, Mr. Shawn please take a good rest.”

After Vincent rushed out with his men, Daphne quickly helped Donald to the sofa and then turned to find iodophor to clean his wounds.

Seeing her red eyes, Donald held her wrist, and his words slowed down gently, “Are you just scared?”

Daphne shook her head slightly, with tears in her eyes.

Donald said, “Is it because of my injury? It doesn’t matter. It’s just a tiny scratch.”

Daphne didn’t speak, sniffed and continued to sanitize him with a cotton swab.

Donald just stared at her like that, and suddenly uttered, “Didn’t I ask you to call me? Why didn’t you call me?”

Daphne thought he was talking about what happened just now, she whispered, “I wanted to, but there is no signal.”

“I mean, I’ve been waiting for your call for the past two days.”

Hearing this, Daphne paused the move of the cotton swab, her eyelashes drooping slightly, “Why are you waiting for me?”

Donald raised his eyebrows, “Didn’t you say that you want to interview me?”

“I’ve been too busy these two days and I think I’ll deal with it it in a few days...”

After sanitizing Donald’s wound, Daphne’s face was full of worry, “Mr. Shawn, do you have any injuries on your body? Shall I accompany you to the hospital?”

Donald said, “It’s really not necessary.”

While speaking, he looked at the door in the house which was kicked off, “You can’t live here, can you?”

Daphne followed his gaze and whispered, “I’m staying at the hotel tonight.”

“He is still going after you. The hotel is no safer than the home.”

With that reason, Daphne was a little dazed, not knowing where she should go.

Donald retracted his gaze, put his hand on the lips and coughed, “Otherwise, you can go to my place. At least it’s safe.”

Immediately afterwards, he was afraid that Daphne would misunderstand him. So he added quickly, “If you don’t trust me, I can stay in a hotel, or go to my friend’s place...”

“No need.” Daphne’s lips pursed lightly, “Then thank you for your help, Mr. Shawn.”

Hearing that she agreed, Donald slightly smiled without being noticed. He said with a serious face, “Then you… You can pack your stuff. It’s getting late.”

Daphne didn’t have much stuff. She just carried a suitcase with daily necessities, a change of clothes, as well as a computer with interview materials inside.

When she left, she looked at the broken door and the messy house, lost in her thoughts.

Donald took her suitcase, “Don’t worry, I will have someone clean up after we leave.”

Daphne nodded and followed him home.

...

At night, while Stella was almost fell asleep, she heard Clarence answering the phone.

After a while, she heard a rustle sound of him wearing clothes.

Stella opened her eyes and said hoarsely, “Are you going out?”

Clarence turned around, kissed her forehead lightly, and whispered, “I have something to do, just sleep, baby.”

Stella grabbed his sleeves.

Clarence hasn’t gone out at the middle of the night for a long, long time.

She was worried.

Aware of her intentions, Clarence smiled silently, “Don’t worry. It’s not a big deal. Vincent has caught Harris, and I’ll go take a look.”

Stella spirited herself up in an instant. She felt like she didn’t even know whether she was dreaming or awake. She said in a daze, “He was caught?”

“Yeah.”

“Then did he go to Daphne? How is Daphne?”

Clarence said, “She’s fine. Donald is staying with her.”

Hearing this, Stella breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as she let go of Clarence’s sleeves, he lay back.

Stella was taken aback, “Aren’t you going?”

Clarence put his arms around her, “If I go to check him, you won’t be able to sleep tonight. I’ll deal with it tomorrow.”

Despite that, Stella felt like she somehow couldn’t sleep at the moment.

Sometimes latter, she suddenly raised her head from Clarence’s arms, “I’ll go with you, I can’t ...”

“Sleep.”

She whispered coquettishly, “I really can’t sleep.”

Clarence reminded her, “Don’t forget that you’re pregnant. Why are you messing around in the middle of the night?”

Stella was speechless.

She muttered dissatisfiedly, “You have messed me around in the middle of the night before.”

Clarence was puzzled.

Just as he was about to say something, Stella turned around, “Okay, fine, let’s sleep. I told Mom that I’m going to take the little guy to take pictures tomorrow morning.”

Clarence wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, “Without me together?”

Stella was confused, “That will be a child portrait. How could you take part in it?”

After a long while, Clarence he replied, “Nothing.”

After a while, Stella suddenly realized that maybe he wanted to take a family photo.

It’s worth considering.

She whispered, “Clarence.”

“Yeah?”

“Come and pick us up tomorrow.”

Clarence hummed in a low voice. his voice was a little tired, “What time?”

Stella said, “Any time, you can call me when you’re done, and I’ll coordinate the time.”

“That’s terrific.”

Feeling that Clarence was sleepy, Stella stopped talking.

She originally thought that when the baby was born, she would take the family photo together, but that would be the same when she was pregnant.

It is also meaningful to record the beauty of different time periods.