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.

the street, there was a

used to watch the sunset here

would play chess or walk around with the caged birds around here. Now since they were gone, it was quiet along the river with only a

at the scenery in

standing behind

was almost killed by the

he be so

dizzy, she heard Clarence’s voice,

his voice, only to find that Clarence had

up, walking down

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

get in, a knuckled hand was reached

aback, looking up

out of patience, “Why are you standing there

then put

in, the boat slightly swayed. She lost her balance

waist. After a few seconds,

steps back. However, the boat was in the water, and it swayed quite easily. She couldn’t

she might fall into the

are you acting so fiercely? Move

Stella couldn’t help

Ma’am, the wave is a bit bigger today. Be careful. Don’t fall into

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

away from him, trying her best to distance from

her a glance

quiet all around. Only the sound of wind blowing the branches could be

river was quite clear. They could

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

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

her gaze, looking quite confused,

deliberately put on

find the right word

Conrad, you are

turned to look at her,

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

ignored her, looking in another

skimming the water any longer. She sat upright

boat was rowed on the river

The warm sunshine fell on her as if