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.

street,

the sunset

Anqiao Street would play chess or walk around with the caged birds around here. Now since

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

standing behind

was almost killed by the

could he be

was dizzy, she heard Clarence’s

in the direction of his voice, only to find that Clarence had walked down the steps.

tried to cheer up, walking down the

she reached the late level, she looked at the boat

a

looking up

“Why are you standing there motionlessly? Come

and then put her hand in his

slightly swayed. She lost

wrapped his hands around her waist. After a few seconds,

took a few steps back. However, the boat was in the water, and it swayed quite easily. She couldn’t help fall on

the water, Clarence

are you acting so fiercely?

Stella couldn’t help

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

and wanted to explain. The boat

down. Stella immediately moved away from him, trying

cast her a glance and

rickety and rowed slowly on the river. It was quiet all around. Only the sound of wind blowing the branches could be

quite clear. They could see groups of little fishes

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

suddenly she heard the man’s indifferent voice, “Stella Radomil, you should know - I’m working,

looking quite confused, “Mr. Conrad,

on makeup for

couldn’t find the

Mr. Conrad, you

turned to look at her, his voice becoming colder,

man. How could you read my mind through such

ignored her, looking

interruption, Stella couldn’t enjoy skimming the water

boat was rowed on the river in silence.

Stella started yawning again. The warm sunshine fell on her as if it