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

to watch the

birds around here. Now since

Clarence stared at the scenery in distance, lost

standing behind him,

killed by the

he be

she

his voice, only to find that Clarence had walked down the steps. He was

up,

she looked at the boat that was distanced from the last

could get in, a knuckled

looking up

of patience, “Why are you standing there

hesitated and then put her hand

she got in, the boat slightly swayed. She lost

his hands around her waist. After a few

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

Stella thought that she might fall into the water, Clarence grabbed her waist and pulled her

you acting

couldn’t help

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

The

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

a

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

They could see groups

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

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

her gaze, looking quite confused,

on makeup for

the right word to

Mr. Conrad, you are

look at her, his voice becoming

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

looking in

enjoy skimming the water any

was rowed on the river in silence. Nobody

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