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

used to watch the sunset

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

at the scenery in

was standing behind

almost killed

could he be

dizzy, she heard Clarence’s voice, “Come

to find that Clarence had walked down the

to cheer up,

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

in, a knuckled hand was reached in front of

aback, looking up at

“Why are

put her hand in his

she got in, the boat slightly swayed. She lost her balance

around her waist. After a few seconds, he

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

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

are you acting so fiercely?

Stella couldn’t help blaming

Ma’am, the wave is a bit bigger

explain. The

away from him, trying her best to distance from him as far as

a glance

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

They could see

boat, her hands gently skimming through the

was enjoying herself, suddenly she heard the man’s indifferent voice, “Stella Radomil, you should know - I’m working, not

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

you deliberately put on makeup

couldn’t find the right word to

Mr. Conrad,

at her,

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

her, looking in another

enjoy skimming the water any longer. She sat upright

rowed on the

Stella started yawning again. The warm sunshine