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?”

need to rush back before enjoying anything here.

with that bitch. A few weeks ago, he looked as if he

fell into the

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

wondering what

was like

Sherry asked Stella to take care of herself. Then she hung

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

herself up, and

in her work. She hadn’t

heard a few knocks

was heard, “Stella, are you

the door reluctantly,

“Go out for dinner.”

wasn’t until now did Stella realized that it was

for lunch.

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

“Okay.”

to get

out of the house, she saw the Maybach parked

that they may go to a

to eat, so she didn’t want to make any trouble to

surprise, when she opened the rear door, Clarence opened the door

Stella was taken aback.

looked over at her unhappily,

rear door in silence, walking to the passenger

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

went farther, the scenery

outside, Stella guessed that they must

wretched man was so picky in

the car, Stella

was pregnant and she couldn’t walk so fast. Shortly after, she was

worry at all. It was not a bad thing that they were separate. She could have dinner by herself and go home afterward without disturbing him

above her head, “Are

an ostrich? You are walking

Clarence was speechless.