Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

On the second day, when Stella woke up, the sun was shining outside the window.

Yawning, she went downstairs. Faintly, she saw someone sitting in the yard. She didn’t look closer, “Good morning, Ms. Anderson.”

“It’s almost ten o’clock. Morning?”

Stella was shocked.

She rubbed her eyes, only to find that it wasn’t Ms. Anderson who was sitting at the stone table. Instead, it was Clarence who was having breakfast.

Stella was taken aback, “Where is Ms. Anderson?”

“She’s out.”

Stella gaped and said, “Why are you here?”

Clarence turned around and cast her a glance. He said in a flat tone, “Why can’t I be here?”

That made sense.

Anyway, he’s Ms. Anderson’s son. He had proper reasons to be here.

Stella wondered if the mother and the son had been reconciled.

Noticing that Stella’s expression kept changing, Clarence withdrew his gaze, “If you continue getting lost here, you can have lunch directly.”

It wasn’t until now did Stella came back to her senses. She went to the kitchen and got her breakfast.

After sitting opposite Clarence, she found that the sleeves on his white shirt were rolled up. The collar was open slightly. It seemed that he had stayed here overnight.

There were another two or three empty rooms in Ms. Anderson’s house, but Stella was surprised that he directly stayed here overnight. Didn’t they need to calm down their feelings?

Staying in the same house and having breakfast at the same table with him again, Stella had an indescribable feeling.

Clarence put down his spoon, “Can you get full just by staring at me?”

Stella immediately lowered her head, taking sips of the porridge in her bowel.

While she was eating, there were a few knocks on the door. Then, Nathan came in with a suitcase in his hands, “Mr. Conrad, here are your clothes.”

Stella was confused.

She wondered if that meant Clarence would stay here for a long time.

“Put it over

After nodding at Stella as greeting, he

she stopped coughing,

you think the acquisition and building of the hotel resort will be

Stella shut up.

hoped that he

the whole morning, Dolores didn’t come back home. Clarence was working in the yard. Stella originally wanted to go back to her room and continue with her design. However, as soon

several times, Stella was a bit

head at all, “That’s how you thank

for a moment. Then she said, “Mr. Conrad, a moment

or she couldn’t criticize the other party or

was almost noon, Dolores finally called Stella. After the gathering last night, Evelyn organized a trip for their mid-aged neighbors. They were

them two days

can dine out these days. Don’t fight

was silent for a long while, “Ms. Anderson, have you resolved

harshly but he’s soft-hearted.

Stella looked up at the sky. She blinked, and there were no tears in her

were guilty, why wasn’t she pushed by the law? How come God

yard and said in a weak tone, “Mr.

asked, “Can’t you

vomit when

his fingers that were dancing on the keyboard. He snapped the laptop,

she saw him take out a fish from the bucket, wash it, and grab the

Conrad, do you

your

hear it

“This fish isn’t a goblin. Why

Clarence cook in the kitchen once. Comparing dealing with the fish, she’d rather believe that he would be more skilled to kill

at

in silence, leaving

after, she saw waves of

neighbors might think they

the kitchen with a livid face. A lot of black stains

her lower

cold

he turned around and strode into

any