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 end of the street, there was a wide

the

Street would play chess or walk around with the caged birds around here. Now since they were gone, it was quiet along

at the scenery in distance, lost in

standing behind

was almost killed

could he be so

she heard Clarence’s voice, “Come

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

tried to cheer up,

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

get in, a knuckled hand was reached in

aback, looking up at

out of patience, “Why

then put her hand in

boat slightly swayed. She lost her

his hands around her waist. After a few seconds,

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

she might fall into the water, Clarence grabbed

said, “Why are you

Stella couldn’t help

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

and wanted to explain. The boat swayed again, making

from him,

a

and rowed slowly on the river. It was quiet all around.

clear. They could see groups of little

her side of the boat, her hands gently skimming through

indifferent voice, “Stella Radomil,

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

on makeup for

the right word to

Conrad, you

to look at her, his voice

truly a detail-oriented man. How could you

ignored her, looking in

the water

on the river

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