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.

street, there

the

here. Now since they were gone, it was

the river, Clarence stared at the scenery

standing behind him,

almost killed by

could he

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

to find that Clarence had

to cheer up, walking down the

when she reached the late level, she looked at

a knuckled

taken aback, looking

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

then put

boat slightly swayed. She lost her balance and

After a few

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

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

“Why are you acting so fiercely?

Stella couldn’t help blaming

wave is a bit bigger today. Be careful. Don’t fall

her lips and wanted to explain. The boat swayed

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

her a

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

quite clear. They could see groups of little

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

the man’s indifferent voice, “Stella Radomil, you should

withdrew her gaze, looking quite confused, “Mr. Conrad,

you deliberately put on

the right

well, Mr. Conrad,

at her,

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

looking in another

the water any longer. She sat upright

rowed on the river in silence. Nobody

Stella started yawning again. The warm sunshine fell on her as if