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.

disappointment, “Mr. Conrad, since you don’t want to meet me, I’m taking off. I’ll

she finished her words, the locked door in front of her

to you, Mr. Conrad. Thank you for

said I’m dignified, domineering, and bullying last night. Now

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

interrupted her impatiently, “What on earth do you

heard you haven’t eaten since

looking at her

and Stella felt a sense of guilt under his gaze. She looked away

added, “My brother told me that he has gone back to university

known it, do you think a bowl of fish soup is enough to repay this

Stella was speechless.

want to take the

I can do to repay your favor. I won’t hold you up for so long then.

before Clarence said

“Stop.”

looked back with a smile.

titled his head and took a look at his room, and

her

the insulation pail into a bowl and

over with a hand, picked up

widened her eyes. “How do you like

first time you cooked it.

is... What if I improved

a glance. “Not

was choked up by his

knew this wretched

taste it carefully, there is houttuynia cordata in it. The fish soup is thicker and fresher,

on earth do you want to

get my

keep on drinking the soup. Putting down the bowel, he said

was taken aback. For a moment,

expressionlessly, “Take your stuff

the right to say something, but... what if you have some

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