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.

don’t want to meet me, I’m taking off. I’ll go to a place where nobody could find me, so you wouldn’t be

of her was opened suddenly. Clarence looked

looked quite depressed. “I came here to say the last goodbye to you, Mr. Conrad. Thank you for being so broad-minded and not getting even with me all

snorting. “You said

someone was Mr. Conrad.

impatiently, “What on

him, “I heard you haven’t eaten since last night until

his chest, leaning against the door and looking

Stella felt a sense of guilt under his gaze. She looked away awkwardly. “Mr. Conrad, please

that Clarence remained silent, Stella added, “My brother told me that he has gone back to university now. Thank you so

bowl of fish soup is enough to

Stella was speechless.

that he might not want to take the soup but

Conrad, it’s not enough indeed. Let me think about what else I can do to

away before Clarence

“Stop.”

with a smile. “Mr. Conrad,

head and took a look at

her lips, following

the insulation pail into a bowl and handed it to Clarence. “Mr. Conrad,

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

eyes. “How do

first time you

is... What if I

her a glance. “Not at

up by

this wretched man wouldn’t

reluctant. She added, “If you taste it carefully, there is houttuynia cordata in it. The fish soup

earth do you want to tell

get my insulation

drinking the soup. Putting down

aback. For a moment, she

expressionlessly, “Take your stuff

the right to say something,

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