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.

hummed, “Put it

After nodding at Stella as greeting,

up directly. After a long while, she stopped coughing, “Mr. Conrad...

so hurry? Do you think the acquisition and building of the hotel resort will be completed within

Stella shut up.

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 as

times, Stella was a bit pissed, “Mr.

raise his head at all, “That’s

“Mr. Conrad, a moment please, I’ll get you water

she couldn’t criticize the other party or take care of the other

last night, Evelyn organized a trip for their mid-aged neighbors. They were heading to a few places of interest for a

would take them two days and one

said, “Stella, you and Clare can dine out these days. Don’t fight

a long while, “Ms. Anderson, have

Clare always talks harshly but he’s soft-hearted. You and he... Forget it. Wait until

the sky. She blinked,

by the law? How come God punished

and said in a weak tone, “Mr. Conrad, let’s dine out. Ms.

“Can’t

when smelling

the keyboard. He snapped the laptop, stood

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

swallowed and said, “Mr. Conrad, do you

your business.

seemed to hear it screaming

isn’t a goblin. Why would it

kitchen once. Comparing dealing with the fish,

at her

agreed in silence,

saw waves of black smoke above the

they were

than half an hour, Clarence came out of the kitchen with a livid face. A lot of black stains were

tried hard to bite her

a cold glance, “Sit still.

around and strode into

back any longer. She