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.

end of the street,

watch the

the caged birds around here. Now since they

at the

was standing behind

killed

he be

dizzy, she heard Clarence’s voice,

that Clarence

up,

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

she could get in, a knuckled hand

looking up at

patience, “Why are you

then put her

She lost her balance

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

steps back. However, the boat was in the water, and it swayed quite easily. She

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

said, “Why are you acting so

Stella couldn’t help

“Mister and Ma’am, the wave is a

and wanted to explain. The boat

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

her a glance and

all around. Only the sound of wind blowing the branches could be

was quite clear. They could see groups

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

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

gaze, looking quite confused, “Mr.

put on makeup for

couldn’t find the right

well, Mr. Conrad,

at her, his voice becoming colder,

man. How could you

her, looking in

skimming the water any longer. She sat upright on the

was rowed on the

again. The warm sunshine fell on her as if