Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Chapter 85: Don’t Do Anything Meaningless

At noon, when Dolores was cooking, Stella went to the kitchen to help her.

Dolores said, “The kitchen is quite small. Why are you here to make it so crowded? Just wait outside.”

Stella said with a smile, “Ms. Anderson, could you please make a bit more soup?”

“Can you finish all?”

“I...” Stella rolled her eyes. “My friend also wants to drink it. I want to share the soup with him later.”

Dolores knew clearly who her “friend” was. She didn’t answer but put more water into the pot. She said indifferently, “Just up to you.”

Stella held back her laughter. “Okay, Ms. Anderson. I’ll wait outside then.”

Dolores hummed.

In the yard, Stella supported her chin with one hand, curling up her lips into a smile. She finally knew why Clarence always affirmed with his lips but denied in his heart -- he inherited the character from someone.

After lunch, Stella put the soup into Dolores’ insulation pail, took it, and walked slowly to the hotel.

Nathan showed her to the door of Clarence’s room. “Ms. Radomil, Mr. Conrad now... I’m afraid he wouldn’t want to meet you.”

Not to mention Stella, he didn’t see anyone.

Stella said, “It’s alright. I just want to talk to him very quickly. If he doesn’t want to see me, I’m fine with it.”

Nathan nodded. “Okay. Ms. Radomil, please call me if you need anything.”

Then he left this battlefield-going-to-be as soon as possible.

Stella pressed the doorbell and called, “Mr. Conrad, can you hear me?”

She heard no response from the inside.

After a few seconds, Stella pressed the doorbell again. She raised her voice. “Mr. Conrad, I bought you some fish soup. If you don’t come out, I’ll finish it myself.”

There was still no response.

The wretched man was so calm.

Conrad, since you don’t want to meet me, I’m taking off. I’ll go to a place where nobody

locked door in front of her was opened suddenly. Clarence looked at her expressionlessly. “Are

Mr. Conrad. Thank you for being so broad-minded

all, snorting. “You said

I didn’t say that someone was Mr. Conrad. Well, if you insist

Clarence interrupted her impatiently, “What on

him, “I heard you haven’t eaten since last

leaning against the door and looking at her expressionlessly. He didn’t have any

under his gaze. She looked away awkwardly. “Mr. Conrad, please don’t misunderstand. I

told me that he has gone back to university now.

known it, do you think a bowl

Stella was speechless.

not want to take the soup

see. Mr. Conrad, it’s not enough indeed. Let me think about what else I can do to repay your

turned away before Clarence

“Stop.”

looked back with a smile. “Mr.

his head and took a look at his

her lips, following

the insulation pail into a bowl and handed it

took it over with a hand, picked up the soup, and took s

her eyes. “How do you

not the first time you

if I improved

cast her a glance. “Not

was choked up by his

wretched man wouldn’t

is houttuynia cordata in it. The fish soup is thicker and fresher, isn't it extremely

on earth do you

Conrad, keep on. I’ll get my insulation pail back after

didn’t keep on drinking the soup. Putting down the bowel, he said indifferently, “Stella, don’t

taken aback. For a moment, she lost

“Take

to

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