Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 979

Holding Noah, Clarence raised his eyebrows. "Of course, for looking after you."

Stella doubted because William wouldn't say once again in particular if it was so.

They must hide something from her.

Clarence caught her hand. "Let's go."

Noah was sullen in Stella's arms on the way home, pouting and taking the toys William gave him.

Stella lulled him for a long time before he was asleep.

Clarence said after a while, "Call me when you finished. I will pick you up."

Stella paused, "Will you be back to work?"

"Right."

"Got it."

Soon, they arrived at the hotel. Stella waved with Noah at him. "Take care. I am gonna go."

Clarence smiled, "Okay."

He dialed Nathan after Stella entered and said, "I need to see Mrs. Carter."

"Okay, I will soon arrange it."

An hour later, Mrs. Carter waited nervously in a bar, looking around with her hands placed on the table.

Finally, a man came over.

Seeing the young man, she stood up in surprise. "You are Mister…"

"Clarence Conrad."

Immediately, she fell back to the chair with her eyes widened.

Clarence strode in, sitting opposite her. "You should know why I was here, Mrs. Carter. Let's cut to the chase. I need an explanation about Channing's paternity test."

Mrs. Carter averted her eyes. "I don't know what you are talking about."

Clarence snorted, "I should see you in your husband's ward."

"No!" Mrs. Carter freaked out. "He has no more time to live. Don't disturb him."

With a neutral tone, Clarence leaned in the chair slowly. "That's why I have given you so much time. Emmett won't be able to see her father last time because of guilty if you insist on hiding the truth."

Mrs. Carter covered her face in grieving. "It's all my fault."

Clarence took the cup while waiting for her to finish talking.

As if it was engraved in her life.

Although she knew Charles was alive and looked for his wife and kid, she kept it secret. How could she say it out?

Could she admit that she caused them into the abyss because of her fear?

Clarence strode out in silence and dialed a number. "I won't have any dissatisfaction with you for how you slandered me in front of Stella. After all, it's genetic."

After that, he hung up.

The door opened as soon as Clarence left. Mrs. Carter was surprised to see the coming one. "Why you…"

Emmett's father looked haggard in silver hair, with his eyes tearful. "How could you do such a thing? Even if you didn't dare to help her, you couldn't hide it so long, and you even changed the result."

"I'm not on purpose and regretful, but later I can't find her anymore." Mrs. Carter shook her head.

Emmett's father leaned against the wall and murmured, "I thought it was Charles who caused the tragedy, but unexpectedly, it was you."

"No, I…"

Mrs. Carter insisted on explaining, but finding Emmett's father fell.

She rushed over to give him first aid.

He opened his eyes weakly. "I never believe their words of suspecting you, but it turned out that the culprit was indeed you. It was too ridiculous..."