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

slightly. After nodding at Stella

long while, she stopped coughing, “Mr. Conrad... Don’t you go back to

building of the hotel resort will

Stella shut up.

he could ignore her

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 she moved, Clarence asked her

times, Stella was a bit

didn’t raise his head at all,

a moment. Then she said, “Mr. Conrad, a moment please, I’ll

one took advantage of the other one, he or she couldn’t criticize the other party or

called Stella. After the gathering last night, Evelyn organized a trip for their mid-aged neighbors. They were heading to a few

them two

Clare can dine out these days.

a long while, “Ms. Anderson,

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

the sky. She blinked, and there were no tears in

why wasn’t she pushed by the law? How come God punished her to stay with Clarence alone for two days

“Mr. Conrad, let’s dine out. Ms. Anderson won’t come

asked, “Can’t

when smelling

were dancing on the keyboard. He snapped the laptop, stood up,

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

Conrad, do you know how to

of your

I seemed to hear

“This fish isn’t

the kitchen once. Comparing dealing with the fish, she’d rather believe that

at her

silence, leaving

she saw waves of black smoke

neighbors might think they were cooking

less than half an hour, Clarence came out of the kitchen with a livid face. A

tried hard to bite her lower lip, holding back

a cold glance,

around and strode

any longer. She burst into