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.

end of the street, there

to watch the sunset here

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

at the scenery in distance, lost

was standing behind

almost killed

could he be so

Stella was dizzy, she

that Clarence had walked

tried to cheer up,

she looked at the boat

how she could get in, a knuckled hand was reached

was taken aback, looking

out of patience, “Why are you standing there motionlessly? Come

hesitated and then put her hand

got in, the boat slightly swayed. She lost her balance and fell into his

waist. After

a few steps back. However, the boat was in the water, and

into the water, Clarence grabbed her waist and pulled

“Why are you acting

couldn’t

and said, “Mister and Ma’am, the wave is a

and wanted to explain. The boat swayed again,

him, trying her best to

her a glance

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

clear. They could see groups of little fishes

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

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

her gaze, looking quite confused,

deliberately put on makeup

couldn’t find the right

Mr. Conrad, you are

look at her,

looked solemn, “You are truly a detail-oriented man. How could you read

looking

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

boat was rowed on the

sunshine