Chapter 84


    Ste subconsciously stood in front of rence to hide him. “Nobody, Ms. Anderson. A friend of mine.


    I...”


    However, she had totally forgotten that rence was far taller than she was. She couldn’t hide him at


    all.


    Dolores looked over at her, but she wasn’t looked at Ste. She was looking at the man behind Ste.


    After a few seconds of silence, Ste heard rence’s voice, which sounded like arctic ice. “I’m leaving


    now.”


    “Huh?”


    Just now, she spoke so rudely to him but he wasn’t willing to leave. She wondered why he changed his


    mind so fast.


    After rence strode away for a few steps, Dolores said again, “re, wait...”


    As if he hadn’t heard it, rence strode away.


    Ste was taken aback, standing motionlessly in confusion.


    She noticed that Dolores looked pale. Before figuring it out, she followed rence out.


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    Nathan, who was waiting outside the house, was also confused. Just now Mr. Conrad looked fine when


    walking in, why did he look like he would eat someone alive whening out?


    He wondered why this couple was fighting every day.


    As soon as rence reached his car, Ste caught up with him. She yelled, “Wait, Mr. Conrad!”


    rence didn’t react to it at all. He pulled the door open, bent over, and sat in.


    Nathan looked over at Ste in confusion.


    Ste looked back at Nathan in confusion, too.


    Obviously, neither of them knew what was going on.


    However, rence had already sat in the car, so Nathan didn’t dare to dy. He walked to the driver’s


    seat.


    Ste had to stay motionlessly, watching the ck Maybach leave.


    After a long time, she heard Dolores’s exhausted voice at the door. “Ste,e back.”


    Ste withdrew her gaze and walked to her. “Yes, Ms. Anderson.”


    Dolores took a look in the direction where rence was gone. “Is re... your friend?”


    “Not really,” Ste said in a low voice, “Ms. Anderson, do you know him?”


    Dolores was lost in thought. After a few seconds, she returned to her senses. She put on a wry smile.


    “He’s the CEO of Conrad Group. I’ve seen his photo in the newspaper before.”


    If she didn’t exin in this way, Ste wouldn’t figure it out, but...


    Until now, she finally understood why Ms. Anderson would read a finance newspaper every day.


    Her son stayed with his father and hadn’t shown up in the past twenty years.


    Also, Justin had told her that rence was an illegitimate child.


    Ste quieted down for a moment. She said, “Ms. Anderson, his photo has never appeared on any


    newspaper.”


    Dolores still looked in a daze. “Oh... Really?”


    “Ms. Anderson, is rence Conrad your son?”


    Dolores didn’t answer, looking down.


    Ste didn’t know how tofort her. rence’s attitude should have hurt Dolores just now.


    After a hesitation, she continued, “Ms. Anderson, he’s not my friend. He’s my... ex-husband.”


    Dolores was stunned, looking at her. Then, suddenly she looked down at her slightly bulged belly.


    They both fell into the silence.


    Ste had never expected that she escaped from City N over thousands of miles, and she met


    rence''s birth mother.


    It was so coincidental.


    In the end, Dolores rubbed her temples. “It’s quitete now. Go to bed.”


    Definitely, she also needed time to digest the information.


    Lying on the bed, Ste couldn’t fall asleep at all. She called rence a few times, but he hung up


    directly. In the end, he blocked her number.


    Ste was speechless.


    The wretched man had such a big temper, didn’t he?


    Later, she called Nathan in secret. Nathan said that Mr. Conrad looked extremely annoyed when going


    back to the hotel. He also said that it was the first time that Mr. Conrad was so mad.


    Ste hummed, didn’t react much.


    rence had blocked her number. What else could she do?


    ...


    The next morning, Evelyn came over to sort a basket of vegetables.


    Sitting at the stone table, she whispered to Dolores, “Has Ste told you?”


    Dolores was absent-minded. Sorting the vegetables, she asked, “What?”


    “Holy moly! I didn’t know Ste was so stubborn. She almost got into a fight with that developer during


    dinner. If Alex didn’t tell me about it personally, I couldn’t believe it. It’s indeed a good idea to let Ste


    join the dinner. She kept the dignity of our Anqiao Street with her temperament.”


    Dolores was speechless.


    While speaking, Evelyn couldn’t help gossiping, “After the dinner, I find Ste and Alex a perfect match


    more and more. Alex is a timid man, too nice. If someone asked him for help, he wouldn’t have the


    heart to refuse. As long as Ste marries him, he wouldn’t suffer any loss. What do you think? Shall we


    convince Ste and match make them?”


    The smile on Dolores’ face was stiffened. “I don’t think it’s a good idea. They don’t match.”


    “Hey, Dolores. What’s wrong? Did you think Alex a good young man as well? Why suddenly do you


    change your mind?”


    “Alex is a nice man indeed, but Ste doesn’t have a crush on him.”


    Evelyn thought that made sense. Heaving a sigh, she said, “Ste seemed to still miss her ex-husband.


    I wonder what was so good of him. They’ve divorced, but he couldn’t let his ex-wife and son stay in


    another city without visiting them at all. He has no sense of responsibility. If I could meet him, I would


    beat him up on behalf of his parents.”


    Dolores couldn’t find her tongue at all.


    After sorting out the vegetables, Evelyn said, “Dolores, what happened to you today? You look so pale.


    Didn’t you sleep wellst night?”


    “Sort of.”


    “Okay, I won’t hold you up for so long then. Just go ahead and take a nap.” Evelyn picked up her


    basket and bent over to whisper in Dolores’ ears, “You must be serious about the matter to matchmake


    Alex and Ste.”


    Dolores felt a stronger migraine.


    Shortly after Evelyn was gone, Ste walked downstairs.


    Dolores rubbed her forehead and said, “Breakfast is in the cooker.”


    Ste answered, returned to the kitchen, and took out her breakfast.


    Sitting next to Dolores, she whispered, “Ms. Anderson, do you feel not well?”


    Dolores waved her hand. “I got a migraine. It’s my old disease.”


    “Shall we go to the hospital together? You need to see a doctor.”


    “No, thanks. I’ll be fine after taking some pills.” Dolores looked over at her. “Are you going out?”


    Ste paused a few seconds. She answered, “Probably not.”


    “Suit yourself. I need to take a nap.” Dolores took a few steps and looked back at her. She asked,


    “What do you want for lunch?”


    Ste had a small bite on the steamed bum. “How about the fish soup?”


    “Okay. Evelyn gave me two cruciansst night. I’ll make the soup for you.”


    “Thank you, Ms. Anderson.”


    Dolores’ lips parted as if she wanted to speak something, but in the end, she sighed and went back to


    her room.


    After breakfast, Ste thought that she couldn’t take Ms. Anderson’s meals for granted.


    She sat at the table for a moment and called Nathan again.


    Nathan replied that Mr. Conrad hadn’te out of his room or eaten anything sincest night until now.


    Ste got the news and hung up the phone.