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

After nodding at Stella as

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

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

Stella shut up.

that he

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.

was a bit pissed, “Mr. Conrad,

all, “That’s how you thank

was speechless for a moment. Then she said, “Mr. Conrad, a moment please, I’ll get you water

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

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

them two

can dine out these days.

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

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

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

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

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

asked, “Can’t you

vomit when

were dancing on the keyboard. He snapped the laptop,

the bucket, wash it,

Conrad, do you know how to deal

of your

seemed to hear it screaming in

isn’t a goblin. Why would

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

looked at

agreed in silence, leaving

saw waves of black smoke

neighbors might think they were cooking

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

hard to bite her lower lip, holding back

her a cold glance, “Sit still.

turned around and

any longer. She burst