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.

of the street,

to watch the

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

beside the river, Clarence stared at

standing behind

almost killed by the

could he

was dizzy, she heard Clarence’s voice, “Come

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 boat that was distanced from the last

she could get in, a knuckled hand

looking up

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

hesitated and then put her hand in his

slightly swayed. She lost her balance and fell into his

waist. After a few seconds, he said, “Done

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

Stella thought that she might fall into the water,

said, “Why are you acting so fiercely?

Stella couldn’t

wave is a bit bigger

The boat swayed again,

sit down. Stella immediately moved away from him, trying

a glance

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

was quite clear. They could see groups of

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

she heard the man’s indifferent voice,

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

on

couldn’t find the

Mr. Conrad, you

look at her,

man. How could you read

ignored her, looking in

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

rowed on the river

yawning again. The warm sunshine fell on