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.

days ago. He’s so in love 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 even if they have girlfriends.

into the

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

wondering what

like

a moment, Sherry asked Stella to take care of herself. Then she hung up the

reopened the draft book. After a thought, she tore the

inhaled, cheered herself up, and started drawing

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

while, she heard a

heard,

opened the door reluctantly, “Mr. Conrad,

“Go out for dinner.”

wasn’t until now did Stella realized that it was dinner

out for lunch. She

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

“Okay.”

went back to get

out of the house, she saw the Maybach parked

strode over, Stella realized that they may go to a

she

rear door, Clarence opened the door

Stella was taken aback.

her unhappily, “Sit

door in

Clarence where they were heading to, but

scenery outside the car

guessed that they must

man was so picky in dinner. He drove all the way

the car, Stella followed

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

She could have dinner by herself

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

you an

Clarence was speechless.