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

the sunset here

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

the river, Clarence stared at the scenery in distance, lost

was standing

was almost killed by the

could he be so

was dizzy, she

that Clarence had walked down

tried to cheer up, walking

when she reached the late level, she looked at the boat that was distanced from the

wondered how she could get in, a knuckled

aback, looking up at him

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

and then put her hand

slightly swayed. She lost her

waist. After a few

in the

that she might fall into the water, Clarence grabbed

are you acting so fiercely? Move

Stella couldn’t

“Mister and Ma’am, the wave is a bit bigger today.

to explain. The boat swayed again, making

from him, trying her best to distance

a glance

quiet all around. Only the

river was quite clear. They could see groups of little fishes

lying on her side of the boat, her hands gently skimming through the

man’s indifferent voice, “Stella

confused, “Mr. Conrad, what do you

on makeup for

the right word

Conrad, you are

to look at her, his voice becoming colder,

“You are truly a detail-oriented man. How

ignored her, looking in another

couldn’t enjoy skimming the water any longer. She sat upright on

boat was rowed on the river in silence. Nobody

again. The warm sunshine fell on