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

used to watch the

of neighbors of Anqiao Street would play chess or walk around with the caged birds around here. Now since they

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

standing behind him,

killed by the

he be

she heard

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

up, walking down the

late level, she looked at the

she wondered how she could get in, a knuckled hand was

taken aback, looking up at him

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

put

swayed. She lost her balance

her waist. After a few seconds,

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

thought that she might fall into the water, Clarence grabbed her

said, “Why are you acting so

Stella couldn’t help

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

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

Stella immediately moved away from him, trying

cast her a glance

It was quiet all around. Only

river was quite clear. They could

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

heard the man’s indifferent voice,

quite confused, “Mr. Conrad, what do

on makeup for

find the right word

Conrad,

at her, his voice becoming colder,

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

ignored her, looking in another

interruption, Stella couldn’t enjoy skimming the water any

on the river in silence. Nobody

warm sunshine fell on her as if it