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 a

watch the

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

at the scenery in

standing behind

killed by the

he

was dizzy, she heard

looked in the direction of his voice, only to find that Clarence had walked down the steps. He

to cheer up, walking down the

the late level, she looked at the boat

a knuckled hand was reached in front of

taken aback, looking up at

to be out of patience, “Why are you standing

then put her hand in

slightly swayed. She lost her balance and fell into

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

the boat was in the water, and it swayed quite easily. She

she might fall into the water, Clarence grabbed her waist

said, “Why are you

couldn’t help

and Ma’am, the wave is

lips and wanted to explain. The boat

him, trying her best to distance from him as far

a glance

and rowed slowly on the river. It was quiet all around. Only the

clear. They could see groups of little fishes

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

she heard the man’s indifferent voice, “Stella Radomil, you should know - I’m

confused, “Mr. Conrad,

you deliberately put on makeup for dating

couldn’t find the right

well, Mr. Conrad,

turned to look at her, his voice becoming colder,

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

ignored her, looking

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

rowed on the river in

started yawning again. The warm sunshine fell on