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

the

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

river, Clarence stared at

was standing behind

almost killed by

could he be

Stella was dizzy, she heard Clarence’s voice, “Come

looked in the direction of his voice, only to find that Clarence had

up, walking down

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

a knuckled hand was reached in front of

was taken aback, looking up at

of patience, “Why are you standing there motionlessly?

put her hand in his

She lost her balance and fell into his

around her waist. After a few seconds,

was in the water, and it swayed

thought that she might fall into the water, Clarence grabbed her

“Why are you

Stella couldn’t

wave is a bit

explain. The boat swayed again, making her closer to

immediately moved away from him, trying her

her a glance

quiet all around. Only the sound of wind

They could see groups of little fishes

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

she heard the man’s indifferent voice, “Stella

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

put on makeup for dating

the right word to

Mr. Conrad, you are

at her, his

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

her, looking in

the interruption, Stella couldn’t enjoy skimming the water any

on the river in

yawning again. The warm sunshine fell