Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

After Evelyn was gone, Dolores asked Stella in low voice, “Did you two fight again?”

Stella couldn’t utter a word for a moment.

Was it so obvious?

Her mouth corners twitched, but she couldn’t tell Dolores why they got into a fight. She could lie calmly, “Not really. He might not be in a good mood.”

Dolores heaved a sigh. She could understand, “My son is like this since he was a child. He always has a cold look.”

Stella didn’t speak. Fair enough.

Dolores added, “Okay. Let’s leave him in peace. Time for dinner.”

Shortly after, Clarence came out after changing his clothes. He still looked cold and annoyed as if he was a debtor who failed to get his money.

It was fine when Stella hadn’t known that Clarence was Ms. Anderson’s son. Now, since she had known it, Stella felt quite awkward when having meals with them. She also thought herself an outsider, and she wouldn’t get involved in between them either.

During dinner, Stella carefully studied both. Probably because of their characters, Ms. Anderson and Clarence got along very naturally, without too much concern or the strangeness and indifference of their first encounter not long ago.

In Stella’s opinion, this way was quite good.

She could hardly remember what her mother looked like. She didn’t only forget her mother’s appearance, but also forgot the details when she got along with her mother completely.

If one day, Jeffrey would tell her that she was an orphan and he picked her up from the street, she would believe that.

Recalling her father, Stella was lost in her thought.

Since that night, she didn’t think about her father deliberately, just treating him as a dead person. Probably he had taken the money and gone far away to live a carefree life.

If possible, she hoped that she wouldn’t receive any news from him for the rest of her life.

After dinner, Dolores went into the kitchen to do dishes. When Stella was about to go upstairs, Clarence grabbed her wrist, “Where are you going?”

“Going to bed. Or what? Having a drink?”

frowned unhappily, “Are you truly a pig? You’ve slept for a whole day. How can you fall asleep

“Mr. Conrad, what can I do

and answered flatly,

days. Mr.

“Yes or no?”

utter

by this wretched man, who couldn’t do anything but threatening

anger, she lifted her foot, “Okay.

curled up his lips, following her to go

on the street. Occasionally, some mid-aged women passing by greeted Stella. When they saw the man behind her, they were quite confused. Their gazes swept between them, becoming

so embarrassed that she wished she could find a crack on the ground and hide

and now she was pregnant.

cared about his reputation, seemed not to see those gazes. He still kept calm

street. She said, “Mr. Conrad, please enjoy yourself. I

Clarence didn’t stop her.

Stella couldn’t suppress anymore. She asked, “Mr. Conrad, may

“Go ahead.”

your work

and his eyes were

we should keep our distance from each other everywhere... Please

a cold tone, “When you hit on me, why didn’t you distance

blushed slightly. She said in difficulty, “Mr. Conrad, could you... change your wording? Besides, didn’t we do it based on our willingness? Why do you sound as if I’ve

“I dare you.”

he finished his words, Clarence

you’ve found that it’s quite inconvenient for us to stay in the same house based on

“What’s our current relationship?”

“Currently, we’re divorced...”

“Divorced but

think she could continue talking to

like a normal

in the mood to