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.

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

her was opened suddenly. Clarence looked at her expressionlessly. “Are you

here to say the last goodbye to you, Mr. Conrad. Thank

her at all, snorting. “You said I’m dignified, domineering, and bullying last night. Now

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

Clarence interrupted her impatiently, “What on earth do

haven’t eaten since last night until now, so I deliberately deliver this

his chest, leaning against the door and looking

looked away awkwardly. “Mr. Conrad, please don’t misunderstand. I want to thank you for helping

told me that he has gone back to university now. Thank you so much

think a bowl of fish soup

Stella was speechless.

knew that he might not want to

about what else I can do to repay your favor. I won’t hold you up for so long then. Please have

turned away before

“Stop.”

with a

head and took a look at his room, and then turned

her lips,

Stella poured the fish soup from the insulation pail into a bowl

a hand, picked up the soup, and took s

“How do you

the first time you

What if I

her a glance. “Not at

was choked up by

knew this wretched man wouldn’t talk

there is houttuynia cordata in it.

frowned unhappily. “What on earth do you want

get my insulation pail back after you

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

a moment,

expressionlessly, “Take your

I know I don’t have the right to say something, but... what if you

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