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,

to watch the

of neighbors of 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

stared at the scenery in

was standing behind him,

killed by

could he be

she heard Clarence’s

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

to cheer up, walking down

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

get in, a knuckled hand was

taken aback, looking

patience, “Why are you standing

put her

swayed. She

wrapped his hands around her waist. After

hurriedly took a few steps back. However, the boat was in

thought that she might fall into the water, Clarence

you

Stella couldn’t help blaming

and Ma’am, the wave is a bit bigger

The boat swayed again, making

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

a glance and

all around. Only the

could

the boat, her hands gently skimming

herself, suddenly she heard the man’s indifferent voice, “Stella Radomil, you

looking quite confused, “Mr. Conrad, what do

on makeup for dating

couldn’t find the right word to

Conrad, you

look at her, his

man. How could you

her, looking in another

skimming the water any longer. She

on the river in

started yawning again. The warm sunshine