The CEO’s Ex Wife Returns With A Baby のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Suddenly, the heat rose and permeated every part of her body. Stella’s face and ears were scorching from the heat and congestion in her head. She was no longer able to remain here. She needed to leave this place. She was only able to bite her bottom lip, and the agony momentarily pulled her back to awareness. Without delay, she stood up and went outdoors. But the medicine had such potency. Half a bowl was filled with it for her. Would she pass away here today? She just realized that her mouth was gushing blood and that her entire body hurt when she bit her bottom lip. She was tugged by a large, icy hand as she attempted to get off the toilet. She yelled and shook his hand almost reflexively, "Fuck off!!" Clarence grimaced as he cast a cold, hard glance at Stella. She had a warm body. Despite the drug's potency, she is still able to fling off his hand and maintain awareness. Clarence was taken aback by it. He looked shocked and his eyes widened when Stella raised her head. Her l

Clarence , like an ancient machine, undid his buttons. Stella partly opened her eyes and studied it silently. They were out of breath. Clarence abruptly sprang up from the wheelchair and held Stella up after unfastening the final button. The Bewildered Stella did not stop to consider how a man with a disability could get out of his wheelchair all of a sudden. She was brought into the bedroom and laid down on the plush bed. A thick, sweaty body crushed against her as her head touched the pillow. His hands were hot on her waist, and there was a strong smell of his all around her. "Permit me to ask you one final question. Are you certain?" Stella"....." "No regrets?" With his thin lip resting on her upper lip, he squinted and drew nearer to her, whispering, "Do you know who I am? If not, I won't assist you.” Stella remained silent. "Huh?" "Who am I?" He asked as he lifted her up and undid the button on her butt. "Er..." she opened her eyes and met the man's gaze with re

Clarence raised his hands in the air. He was giving her a scowl. What was this woman going through? Instead of speaking with him, Stella buried her face in the duvet, hiding scars on her neck. Clarence was not happy to see her hide the marks. "What are you doing?" She hid below the quilt, just showing Clarence her head on the outside. "Last night you..." She was unable to talk and stammered. Clarence gave her a stern look and said, "What?" "Did you?" She wanted to bite her lower lip instinctively again, but she restrained herself from doing so after he mentioned that she constantly bit her lips. "What?" He questioned her who he was at the crucial moment since he understood that she had gone insane at the moment and might not have known. Clarence felt uneasy as she called his name aloud. He wondered if she recalled what had happened the night before when she asked about it now. She gave him a long, fixed look. "When i asked you to leave, did you leave?" She inhaled dee

She was still worried about him last night, not about herself. At the most crucial moment, the heart was visible. She hurried to shield him even though she had no idea he could evade it the last time Flynn picked up a chair and tossed it at him. The chair would have toppled on her if he had not gotten away from it in time. Because of her diminutive size, the impact would be unbearable. Looking back, Clarence was terrified. What about her, though? Why, she wondered, had she approached him so quickly and desperately? Clarence glanced at the woman in bed and said, "Think of this." Or did she depart from his preconceived notions? All that could be heard in the silent room were the sounds of two people breathing and their hearts beating. Clarence closed the magazine and put it back into the bag with care. He approached her, who had slept off. Stella has a traditional oval face with three-dimensional facial characteristics. She rarely paid attention to what she wore or applied cos

“ What a bitch of a son! You have no business hurting him in that way. Do you not want to clarify? Would you like to see the Conrad family destroyed?” "Grandpa, Clarence has his own reason," Jude remarked. “ Flynn may have truly insulted Clarence this time, but he never cared for anyone before. Clarence, you ought to at least discuss the circumstances with the families. Flynn offended you in what way?” “Oh, what right do you have to know about my business?" Stella was aware that Clarence was incredibly conceited and did not want her to become entangled. However, there was no justification for him to shoulder the entire burden. It was her moment to take the lead. She didn't want him to shoulder the blame each time. Before Greg lost his temper, her thought caught his attention. "Because of me." She moved aside, obstructing Clarence’s silhouette. Clarence scowled. "Who told you to talk?" Stella’s expression was pale, but she answered, "It's because Flynn kidnapped me!" since s