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

Street would play chess or walk around with the caged birds around here. Now

the river, Clarence stared at the scenery in distance, lost

was standing

almost killed

could he be

she

the direction of his voice, only to find that Clarence had walked down the steps. He was standing next to

to cheer up, walking

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

a knuckled hand was reached in front

was taken aback, looking

seemed to be out of patience, “Why are you standing there motionlessly? Come

then put her hand

in, the boat slightly swayed. She lost her balance and

his hands around her waist. After a few seconds, he said, “Done

was in the water, and it swayed quite easily. She couldn’t help fall

she might fall into the water,

“Why are you acting so fiercely?

couldn’t

“Mister and Ma’am, the wave is a bit bigger today. Be careful. Don’t

and wanted to explain. The boat swayed again, making her closer

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

cast her a

slowly on the river. It was quiet all around. Only the sound of wind blowing the branches could be

quite clear. They could see

side of the boat, her hands gently skimming through

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

gaze, looking quite confused, “Mr.

on makeup for dating

couldn’t find the right word

well, Mr. Conrad, you are

look at her,

a detail-oriented man. How

her, looking in

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

the

yawning again. The warm sunshine fell on her as if it