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. How about next time? When you have a

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

into

different if the dumped woman tried her best to retain the man? He would

help wondering what love

like this,

bitching about Liam for a moment, Sherry asked Stella to take care of herself. Then

draft book. After a thought, she tore the page off,

up, and started drawing the

her work. She hadn’t noticed that

long while, she heard a few knocks on

heard,

the door reluctantly,

“Go out for dinner.”

Stella realized that

was unwilling to dine out for lunch. She wondered why he

the window, “It’s getting cold

“Okay.”

to get her coat and went

out of the house, she saw

strode over, Stella realized that they

important was to eat, so she

rear door, Clarence opened the door next to

Stella was taken aback.

looked over at her unhappily, “Sit

the rear door in silence, walking

window. For several times, she wanted to ask Clarence

the scenery outside

outside, Stella guessed that they must have

picky in dinner. He drove

Clarence parked the car, Stella followed

walk so fast.

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

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

you an ostrich?

Clarence was speechless.