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 as greeting,

stopped coughing, “Mr. Conrad... Don’t you

acquisition and building of the hotel resort will be completed within

Stella shut up.

that he could ignore her

in the yard. Stella originally wanted to go back to her room

times, Stella was a bit pissed, “Mr.

raise his head at all, “That’s how

was speechless for a moment. Then she said, “Mr. Conrad, a moment please,

she couldn’t criticize the other party

Evelyn organized a

two days

“Stella, you and Clare can dine

while,

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

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

law? How come God punished her to stay

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

“Can’t

vomit when

that were dancing on the keyboard. He snapped the laptop, stood up, and walked into

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

Conrad, do you know

your business.

I seemed to hear it screaming in

“This fish isn’t a

cook in the kitchen once. Comparing dealing with the fish, she’d rather

looked at her

agreed in silence, leaving

of black smoke

they were cooking using the

with a livid face. A lot of black stains

hard to bite her lower lip, holding back

cast her a cold

turned around and strode into his

holding back any longer. She burst into