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 was a

watch the sunset

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

Clarence stared at the

standing

was almost killed

could he be so

dizzy, she heard Clarence’s voice,

direction of his voice, only to find that Clarence had walked down the steps. He was standing next to a boat

up, walking

reached the late level, she looked at the

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

aback, looking up at him

“Why are

hesitated and then put her hand in his

She lost her balance and fell into

around her waist. After

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

the

“Why are you

Stella couldn’t help

Ma’am, the wave is a bit bigger

to explain. The boat swayed again, making her closer

away from him, trying her best to distance from him as far as

her a glance

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

They could

boat, her hands gently skimming through the water. The cold water made her

indifferent voice,

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

deliberately put on makeup for dating

find the right word

Mr. Conrad, you

to look at her, his voice

How could you read my mind through such a

ignored her, looking

water any longer. She sat upright

the river

again. The warm sunshine fell on