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, there was

the

a lot 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

at the scenery in distance,

was standing

killed by the

could he be

was dizzy, she heard Clarence’s

to find that Clarence had walked down the steps. He

to cheer up, walking

at the boat that was distanced from

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

looking up at him

seemed to be out of patience, “Why are you

then put

in, the boat slightly swayed. She lost her balance and fell

waist. After a few seconds, he said, “Done

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

fall into the water, Clarence grabbed

said, “Why are you

Stella couldn’t

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

wanted to explain. The boat swayed

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

her a

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

river was quite clear. They could see

was lying on her side of the boat, her hands gently skimming

man’s indifferent voice, “Stella Radomil, you should know - I’m working,

withdrew her gaze, looking quite confused, “Mr. Conrad,

deliberately put on makeup for dating

couldn’t find the right word to

Mr. Conrad, you

her,

detail-oriented man. How could you read my mind through

looking in another

the interruption, Stella couldn’t enjoy skimming the water any

rowed on the river in

sunshine fell on her as if it was