Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Stella gritted her teeth tightly, wondering if he meant that she was not even a human in his opinion.

Before she retorted, Clarence said flatly, “Change your outfit. Have a walk with me.”

“Didn’t you walk around yesterday?”

“You had meals yesterday. Why would you have meals again today?”

Stella couldn’t find her tongue.

What a jerk!

She hurriedly turned around and smashed her door close. Then she locked it from the inside.

Clarence cast a glance at the lock, raising his head. As if he had thought about something, his Adam’s apple bobbed.

He withdrew his gaze and cleared his throat, “I’ll wait for you downstairs. Hurry up.”

Stella’s unhappy voice was heard from the room, “Got it.”

Could he just stop urging her?

If he was in a hurry, why didn’t he just go himself?

Stella still put on another vintage dress from Dolores, the style of which wasn’t favored by Clarence.

In order to make the wretched man wait longer, she slowly put on makeup.

When Stella walked downstairs, Clarence was standing in the yard with his back towards her. With one hand on the pocket of his suit trousers, he stood upright, talking on the phone in English.

His voice was deep and magnetic with traces of chill, quite pleasant to hear.

Sure enough, the wretched man would always look handsome whenever he was hard working.

Two minutes later, Clarence finished the call. He turned around and looked at Stella, who looked away immediately, “Mr. Conrad, sorry for keeping you wait. I...” she said.

Stella thought that Clarence would mock at her again, but he only put the phone into his pocket and said indifferently, “Let’s go.”

All the neighbors joined Evelyn’s tourist team. Usually, they would be sitting outside their houses or along the rivers. Currently, they were all gone, so the whole street was extremely quiet.

The sunshine covered this ancient long street in peace.

Stella was walking by Clarence’s side, keeping a distance from him. From time to time, she kicked a stone on the ground.

street, there

watch the sunset here every

around here. Now since they were gone, it was quiet along the river with only a few passersby and running

river, Clarence stared at the scenery in

was standing

almost killed by

could he

she heard Clarence’s voice, “Come

his voice, only to find that Clarence

cheer up, walking

level, she looked at the boat that was distanced from the

get in, a

looking up at

to be out of patience, “Why are you standing

put her hand

boat slightly swayed. She lost

his hands around her waist. After

boat was in the water, and

might fall into the water, Clarence grabbed her

are you

couldn’t

smiled and said, “Mister and Ma’am, the wave

lips and wanted to explain. The boat swayed

they managed to sit down. Stella immediately moved away from him, trying her best to distance from him as

her a glance

river. It was quiet all around. Only the sound of wind blowing the

quite clear. They could see groups of

lying on her side of the boat, her hands gently skimming through the water. The

suddenly she heard the man’s indifferent voice, “Stella Radomil, you should

her gaze, looking quite confused, “Mr. Conrad, what do

on

couldn’t find the right word

Mr. Conrad, you

to look at her, his

solemn, “You are truly a detail-oriented man. How could

looking in

the interruption, Stella couldn’t enjoy skimming the water any longer. She sat

boat was rowed on the river in silence.

after, Stella started yawning again. The warm sunshine fell on her as if