The manager of the horse ranch had cold sweat oozing on his back. âI... I donât know. This horse was suddenly startled... We didnât pay attention to it so it broke free and ran out...â
Clarence stood up and said in a cold tone, âYou should investigate why the horse was startled.â
The manager nodded. âIâll take it for a checkup. Mr. Conrad, would you like to see a doctor?â
âNot necessary.â
âYes.â
Two voices were heard at the same time.
Clarence turned around and looked over at Stella. âItâs unnecessary.â
Stella insisted. Just now, when Clarence fell on the ground with her in his arms, she heard him bump into something.
Although the wretched man didnât admit it, how could he be all right in this case?
The manager looked at Clarence and then at Stella. In the end, he turned to Vincent for help.
Vincent handed the rein of the horse to the manager. âGo back to your work, please. I can accompany Mr. Conrad to see the doctor.â
âThank you, Mr. James. After I found something, Iâll reply to you immediately.â
Vincent nodded. âPlease go ahead.â
After the manager led the horse to leave, Vincent patted the dirt off his hand. âMr. Conrad, letâs go. You should ask the doctor to check you up. If you are injured, someone would worry about you.â
Clarence cast him an indifferent glance. âYou want to join the fun, donât you?â
Vincent choked up.
Clarence pulled Stellaâs hand and walked in another direction.
Since Vincent had nothing to do now, he decided to follow the manager to check the horseâs status.
It was a huge club with quite a lot of facilities and programs. Hence, there was a small private clinic in there as well so when the idle ones from the rich or powerful families got injured, they could be rescued and helped in time.
On the way to the clinic, Clarence said, âIâm fine, really. We donât need to go there. Itâs a waste of time.â
âNo way! Itâs just a checkup. It wonât waste much time.â Stella frowned. âEarlier you also wasted some times in the rock climbing field. Why didnât it matter?â
Upon hearing it, Clarence curled up his lips and didnât speak. He led her forward.
When they arrived at the clinic, Stella asked the doctor to give Clarence a detailed examination. The result showed that except for the bruises when he bumped into the ground, he had no other injuries.
Clarence looked over at Stella and raised his brows slightly. âDo you rest assured now?â
Ignoring him, Stella asked the doctor again, âHe fell on the ground fiercely just now. Could you please check him up again?â
The doctor smiled. âMrs. Conrad, please donât worry. I can guarantee that Mr. Conrad hasnât been injured seriously. What about this? I can prescribe him some medicine for traumatic injuries. You can put it on Mr. Conradâs bruises frequently so he could recover soon.
When Stella was about to say something else, Clarence interrupted her, âAll right, Mrs. Conrad. If you do worry about me a lot, why donât you check me up yourself?â
Stella was speechless.
Her face turned reddish rapidly.
She wondered what nonsense the wretched man was talking about.
Noticing the faint smile on the doctorâs face, Stella felt so embarrassed. She stammered, âItâs... itâs alright if you are fine. Iâm going to use the bathroom very quick.â
As she spoke, she escaped from here.
After staying in the ladiesâ room for ten minutes, Stella finally calmed down and the temperature on her face dropped to normal.
She exhaled and pulled a piece of tissue to wipe her hands, walking out.
When she arrived at the door of the doctorâs office, she saw Phoebe.
At the same time, the latter saw Stella as well.
Since their conflicts were exposed, Phoebe had already stopped being hypocritical to her. She looked away coldly and entered the doctorâs office directly.
Stella tossed the tissue into the garbage can, turned around, and walked downstairs.
In the doctorâs office.
Phoebe looked at the man who was putting on his jacket in a daze. âClarence, why are you here as well?â
Clarence cast her a glance and answered flatly, âDonât play asking while knowing the answer in my presence.â
Phoebe laughed. âWhy am I asking while knowing the answer? When I was doing rock climbing just now, I got injured carelessly. I came over for a checkup. You donât need to mistake that Iâm doing it deliberately.â
âThen what should I say? What a coincidence! You are injured, too. Are you here for a checkup?â
Phoebe was rendered speechless for a moment.
The doctor coughed. âMs. Steward, please allow me to give you a checkup.â
Before Phoebe could speak, Clarence strode out of the office.
She turned around and gazed at his receding figure, biting her bottom lip.
...
When Clarence walked out of the clinic, Stella was drinking a glass of soft drink while sitting on the bench, enjoying the sunshine happily.
He strode over and sat next to her. âWhere did you get this?â
Stella answered, âJust now a handsome young man said Iâm quite pretty, so he gave it to me for free.â
Clarence was silent.
Reaching out, he grabbed the drink from Stellaâs hand, lowered his head, and gulped down half of it.
âWait. Wait. What are you doing?â
âIâm thirsty.â
Stella curled her mouth. âDid you go to buy some drinks just now?â
âIâve thrown them somewhere.â Clarence looked at her. âWhy did you come to sit here?â
Stella answered, âIf I returned to the office, I would interrupt your conversation with your former fiancee.â
Clarence licked his thin lips and whispered, âStill jealous?â
Stella snorted. âWhoâs jealous? Iâm just considerate.â
Amusement appeared in Clarenceâs black eyes. He raised his hand to rub her hair. âAll right, my considerate Mrs. Conrad, do you still plan to sit here?â
âDonât rub my hair. Be careful with my hairstyle!â
Stella waved his hand off, took out a small mirror, and tidied herself up.
She purposely made a hair according to an online video after getting up this morning.
The wretched man almost ruined it.
Clarence said, âYou donât need to use the mirror. You are already pretty. Otherwise, why someone gave you the drink for free but no one cares about me?â
Stella put down the mirror and snorted slightly. âMr. Conrad, Iâm afraid you can never experience being favored by others all your life.â
After they only walked for a few minutes, they saw an old man with gray hair selling drinks in front of a cute van.
Clarence raised his eyebrows. âIs he the handsome young man you mentioned?â
Stella didnât answer.
She just wished him to shut up.
Stella wanted to buy the drink from him, but the old man said that the drinks from the van were provided by the club, so they were free for everyone.
Clarence walked over and said, âTwo glasses, please.â
Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again ï¤Chapter 317: You Are Petty An Eight-year-old Princess ï¤Chapter 1410 Go And Return Quickly Critic ï¤Chapter 105: Missing Drake The old man bowed at them and got them the drinks.
Clarence slightly nodded, bent over, and took the drinks from his hands.
Watching the scene, Stella gradually curled up her lips into a smile.
Although everyone said that Clarence was self-righteous, arrogant, and reckless, he was always with good manners for the respectful ones.
On the contrary, those people who gave him such a comment were always with hypocritical benevolence and morality, but behind the scenes, they had exhausted all kinds of dirty means.
The Conrad family had never expected that the illegitimate child that they once trained to balance the pros and cons would have his own thoughts.
When he became uncontrollable, they hated and feared him.
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