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, there was

used to watch the sunset

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

river, Clarence stared at the

was standing behind

killed by

he be so

she heard Clarence’s voice,

to find that Clarence had walked down the steps. He was standing next to a

to cheer up,

late level, she looked at the boat that was distanced

wondered how she could get in, a knuckled hand was reached in front of

aback, looking up at him

patience, “Why

hesitated and then put her hand in

She lost

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

reacted immediately. She hurriedly took a few steps back. However, the boat was in

the water,

said, “Why are you

couldn’t help blaming

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

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

they managed to sit down. Stella immediately moved away from him, trying her best to distance from him as far as

her a glance and

It was quiet all around. Only

clear. They could see groups of little fishes

her hands gently skimming through the water. The cold water made her feel

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

quite confused, “Mr. Conrad,

you deliberately put on makeup

the right word to

well, Mr. Conrad, you are

at her, his voice

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

her, looking

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

on the

again. The warm sunshine fell on her as if