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.

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

in front of her was opened suddenly. Clarence looked

last goodbye to you, Mr. Conrad. Thank you for being so

didn’t look at her at all, snorting. “You said I’m dignified, domineering, and bullying last night. Now

say that someone was Mr. Conrad.

Clarence interrupted her impatiently, “What on earth

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

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

looked away awkwardly. “Mr. Conrad,

Stella added, “My brother told me that he has gone back to university now. Thank you so much for your help.

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

Stella was speechless.

to take

I can do to repay your favor. I won’t hold you

away before

“Stop.”

a

a look at his room, and

curled her lips,

entering the room, Stella poured the fish soup from the insulation pail into a bowl and

with a hand, picked

widened her eyes. “How do you

first time you cooked it.

course it is... What if I

her a glance. “Not at

up by his

knew this wretched

cordata in it.

on earth do you

on. I’ll get my insulation pail back after

the soup. Putting down the bowel, he said indifferently, “Stella, don’t

aback. For a

“Take

have the right to say something,

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