Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Clarence didn’t spare her a glance. Withdrawing his hand, he strode on the step.

Stella followed him for a few steps. Then she asked, “Mr. Conrad, do you want to go to any other places? If not, I gotta go home.”

“Hasn’t anyone told you to exercise more after being pregnant?”

Stella answered seriously, “My doctor told me to have more rest, leaving those disgusting people and matters alone.”

Clarence cast her an indifferent glance.

“Of course, I feel physically and mentally delighted with being with you, Mr. Conrad. Where else do you want to go? Let’s go there and come back as soon as possible. Otherwise, it’ll get dark soon.”

Looking at her hypocritical smile, Clarence snorted, “Nowhere.”

Stella exhaled. She was delighted.

It seemed the way back was shorter than the way when they came here. Shortly, they arrived at the door of the house.

Stella said, “Mr. Conrad, I’m going upstairs. If you need anything, please let me know.”

As she spoke, she trotted away before Clarence answered.

Back to her room, Stella sat in front of the bed. She opened the draft, ready to continue drawing. However, she raised the pen but couldn’t make a brush after a long time.

Currently, the scene that Clarence was standing in the stern of the boat and reading out his hand to her flashed through her mind.

...

After the last brush, Stella signed her name on it.

She put down and stretched. Sherry’s call was coming in.

Sherry said, “Hello, Stella, my darling. What are you doing?”

Stella was about to answer. She looked down and saw the picture on her desk. Probably she felt guilty, she closed the draft book and put on a wry smile, “Nothing... I’m drawing the design draft casually. What’s up?”

Fortunately, Sherry didn’t sense anything wrong with her voice. She said, “I’m so bored alone in City N. Tomorrow is the weekend. How about I go to find you? The scenery photos you took looked quite nice.”

Before considering it, Stella subconsciously said, “Please don’t.”

Sherry was confused, “Why? What’s wrong?”

have two days, and you need to rush back before enjoying anything here. How about next time? When you have

with that bitch. A few weeks ago, he looked as if he couldn’t live without me. Jesus! Men are jerks. They always hunt for women

fell into

different if the dumped woman tried her best to retain the man? He would still hunt other women behind

what love meant to some

like this, let

Sherry asked Stella to take care of herself.

draft book. After a thought, she tore the page off, rolled it up, and tossed it

up, and started drawing

immersed in her work. She hadn’t noticed that it was

heard a few knocks on

voice was heard,

stood up and opened the door reluctantly, “Mr.

“Go out for dinner.”

until now did Stella realized that it was dinner

lunch. She

looked out of the window, “It’s getting cold at night. Take a

“Okay.”

went back to get her coat

out of the house, she saw the

strode over, Stella realized that they may go to

most important was to eat, so she didn’t want to

rear door, Clarence opened the door next

Stella was taken aback.

at her unhappily, “Sit

in

several times, she wanted to ask Clarence where they

the car went farther, the scenery outside the car became

crowds outside, Stella guessed that they must

picky in dinner. He

the car,

on the street. Stella was pregnant and she couldn’t walk so fast. Shortly after, she was bumped away by the

She could

voice above her head, “Are you a turtle? You are

an ostrich? You are walking

Clarence was speechless.