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

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. So

into the

would be different if the dumped woman tried her best to

what

was like this, let

Sherry asked Stella to take

thought, she tore the page off, rolled it up, and tossed it into

up, and started

She hadn’t noticed that it was

while, she heard a few knocks

was heard,

stood up and opened the door reluctantly,

“Go out for dinner.”

until now did Stella realized that it was

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

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

“Okay.”

to get her

she saw the Maybach parked at the

over, Stella realized that

important was to eat, so she didn’t

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

Stella was taken aback.

at her

in silence, walking to

she wanted to ask Clarence where they were heading to, but she guessed that he might not

went farther, the scenery outside the car became brighter

at the crowds outside, Stella guessed that

picky in dinner. He drove all

the car,

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

a bad thing that they were separate. She could have dinner by herself and go home afterward without disturbing him or

she heard the man’s cold voice above her head, “Are you a turtle?

blurted out, “Are you an ostrich? You are

Clarence was speechless.