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.

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

of her was opened suddenly. Clarence

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

“You said I’m dignified, domineering, and

was Mr. Conrad. Well, if you insist

her impatiently, “What on earth do you

raised the insulation pail in her hand and fawned him, “I heard you haven’t eaten since last night until now, so

chest, leaning against the door and looking at her expressionlessly. He didn’t have any intention to let her

at her, and Stella felt a sense of guilt under his gaze. She looked away awkwardly. “Mr. Conrad, please don’t misunderstand. I want to thank

that he has

think a bowl

Stella was speechless.

he might not want to take the soup but only made

Conrad, it’s not enough indeed. Let me think about what else I can do to repay your favor. I won’t hold you up for so long then.

before Clarence said

“Stop.”

back with a smile. “Mr. Conrad, anything

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

curled her lips,

Stella poured the fish soup from the insulation pail

a hand, picked up the

eyes. “How do you

time you cooked it.

if I improved my cooking

cast her a glance.

choked up

this wretched man wouldn’t

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

earth do you want to tell

I’ll get my

drinking the soup. Putting down the bowel, he said

taken aback. For a moment,

said expressionlessly, “Take

I know I don’t have the right to

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