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?”

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

so in love with that bitch. A few weeks ago, he looked as if he couldn’t live without me. Jesus! Men are jerks.

fell into

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

what love meant to some

was like this, let

a moment, Sherry asked Stella to take care of herself.

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

herself up,

quite immersed in her work. She hadn’t noticed that it was getting darker and darker

heard

voice was heard,

opened the door reluctantly, “Mr. Conrad,

“Go out for dinner.”

did Stella realized

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

looked out of the window, “It’s getting

“Okay.”

back to get her coat and

of the house, she saw the

strode over, Stella realized that they may

important was to eat, so she didn’t

the rear door, Clarence opened the door next

Stella was taken aback.

at her unhappily, “Sit

door in silence,

For several times, she wanted to ask Clarence where

farther, the scenery outside the car

the crowds outside, Stella guessed that they must have arrived

picky in dinner. He drove

car, Stella followed him, walking

of people on the street. Stella was pregnant and she couldn’t walk

She could have

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

out, “Are you an ostrich? You are walking so

Clarence was speechless.