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.

of the street, there

the sunset here every

with the caged birds around here. Now since they were gone, it was quiet

stared at the scenery in distance,

was standing

was almost killed by

could he be

she heard

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

tried to cheer up, walking down the

at the boat

how she could get in, a knuckled hand was reached

taken aback, looking up

to be out of patience, “Why are you standing there

then put

slightly swayed. She lost her balance and fell into his

his hands around her waist. After a few seconds, he said, “Done hugging

However, the boat was in the water, and it

thought that she might fall into the water, Clarence

said, “Why are you

Stella couldn’t

said, “Mister and Ma’am, the wave is a bit bigger today. Be careful. Don’t fall into the

wanted to explain. The boat swayed again, making her

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

her a

quiet all around. Only the

clear. They could see groups of little fishes

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

man’s indifferent voice, “Stella Radomil, you should know - I’m working, not

withdrew her gaze, looking quite confused,

put on

the right word

Conrad, you

look at her,

detail-oriented man. How could

looking

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

on the river in silence. Nobody

again. The warm sunshine