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 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 along the river with only a few passersby and

Clarence stared at the scenery in distance,

was standing behind

was almost killed by the

he be so

Stella was dizzy, she heard Clarence’s voice,

to find that Clarence had walked down the steps. He was standing next to a boat

up, walking down the

at the boat that was distanced from

could get in, a knuckled hand was reached in front of

aback, looking up

“Why are you standing there

put

boat slightly swayed. She lost her balance and fell into

her waist. After a few seconds, he said,

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

might fall into the water, Clarence

you

Stella couldn’t

smiled and said, “Mister and Ma’am, the wave

The boat

down. Stella immediately moved away from him, trying her best to distance from him

her a glance and

rowed slowly on the river. It was quiet all around. Only the sound of wind blowing the

clear. They could

of the boat, her hands gently skimming through the

indifferent voice, “Stella Radomil, you should

gaze, looking quite confused, “Mr.

on makeup

the right word to

Conrad, you

her, his voice

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

her, looking in another

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

the

warm sunshine