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?”

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

with that bitch. A few weeks ago, he looked as if he couldn’t live without me. Jesus!

fell into

to retain the man? He

wondering what love meant

like this,

to take care of herself. Then she

put down the phone and reopened the draft book. After a thought, she tore

herself up, and started drawing the

hadn’t noticed that it was getting darker

she heard a few knocks

was heard, “Stella, are you

the door reluctantly, “Mr. Conrad,

“Go out for dinner.”

did Stella realized that

out for lunch. She wondered why he was willing to go out

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

“Okay.”

get her coat

the house, she saw the

Stella realized that they may go to a distant

to eat, so she didn’t want to

to her surprise, when she opened the rear door, Clarence opened the door next

Stella was taken aback.

over at her unhappily, “Sit

door in

kept looking out of the window. For several times, she wanted to ask Clarence where they were heading to, but she guessed that he might not answer

went farther, the scenery

at the crowds outside, Stella guessed that they

so picky in dinner. He drove all

Clarence parked the car,

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

It was not a bad thing that they were separate. She could have dinner by

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

out, “Are you an ostrich?

Clarence was speechless.