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

nodded slightly. After nodding at Stella as

was choked up directly. After a long while, she stopped coughing, “Mr. Conrad... Don’t

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

Stella shut up.

he could ignore her

yard. Stella originally wanted to go back to her room and

was a bit pissed,

all, “That’s how you

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

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

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

two days

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

for a long while, “Ms.

Clare always talks harshly but he’s soft-hearted. You

the sky.

law? How come God punished her to stay with Clarence alone for

yard and said in a weak tone, “Mr. Conrad, let’s dine out. Ms. Anderson won’t come back

“Can’t

vomit when

paused his fingers that were dancing on the keyboard. He snapped the laptop, stood up, and

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

Conrad, do you know how to deal with a

of your business.

I seemed to hear

unhappy, “This fish isn’t a

hadn’t seen Clarence cook in the kitchen once. Comparing dealing with the

at her

silence, leaving

saw waves of

might think they were

a livid face. A lot of black stains were on his costly white

bite her

a cold glance, “Sit still.

and

any longer.