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.

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

finished her words, the locked door in front of her was opened suddenly.

Mr. Conrad. Thank you for being so broad-minded and not getting even with

said

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

her impatiently, “What

“I heard you haven’t eaten since last

door and looking at her expressionlessly. He didn’t have any intention to let

sense of guilt under his gaze. She looked away awkwardly. “Mr. Conrad, please don’t misunderstand. I want to thank you for helping my

brother told me that he has gone back to

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

Stella was speechless.

that he might not want to take the

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

away before Clarence said

“Stop.”

looked back with a smile. “Mr. Conrad,

and took a look at his room, and

curled her

soup from the insulation pail into a bowl and handed

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

widened her eyes. “How do

time you cooked it.

it is... What if I

cast her a glance.

was choked up

knew this wretched man wouldn’t talk

cordata in it. The fish soup is

earth do you want to

I’ll get my

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

a moment, she lost

said expressionlessly, “Take your stuff and

I know I don’t have the right to

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