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.

the end of the street, there was

the sunset

Anqiao Street would play chess or walk around with the caged birds around here. Now since they were gone, it

at the scenery in

was standing behind

almost killed

he be so

Stella was dizzy, she heard

voice, only to find that Clarence had walked down the steps. He

tried to cheer up,

she looked at the boat that was distanced from the last step,

get in, a knuckled hand was

aback, looking

of patience, “Why are you

then put

got in, the boat slightly swayed. She

After a few seconds, he said, “Done

boat was in the water, and it

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

said, “Why are you

couldn’t help blaming

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

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

from him, trying her best to distance from him

her a

was quiet all around. Only the sound of wind blowing the branches could be heard

clear. They could

her hands gently skimming through the

indifferent voice, “Stella Radomil,

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

you deliberately put on

find the right word

well, Mr. Conrad, you

to look at her, his voice

How could

looking in

enjoy skimming the water any longer. She

boat was rowed on the river in

again. The warm sunshine