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.

end of the street, there was a

watch the sunset here every

of neighbors of Anqiao Street would play chess or walk around with the caged birds around here. Now since they were gone, it was quiet along the

river, Clarence stared at

was standing behind him,

almost killed

could he

she

direction of his voice, only to find that Clarence had walked

tried to cheer up, walking

she looked at the boat that

get in, a knuckled hand was reached in front

was taken aback, looking up at

of patience, “Why are you standing there

then put her

the boat slightly swayed. She lost her balance and fell into his

waist. After a few seconds, he said,

was in the

fall into the water,

said, “Why are you acting so fiercely? Move

couldn’t

said, “Mister and Ma’am, the wave is a

The boat swayed again, making her closer to

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

cast her a

rickety and rowed slowly on the river. It was quiet all around. Only the sound of wind blowing the branches

river was quite clear. They could see groups

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

she was enjoying herself, suddenly she heard the man’s indifferent voice, “Stella Radomil, you should know - I’m working,

quite confused, “Mr.

on

couldn’t find the right word

Conrad, you are

to look at her, his voice

are truly a detail-oriented man. How could you read

her, looking in another

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

was rowed on the river in

The warm sunshine fell on her as