Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

When Stella was in college, there was such a kind of ancient street next to her university. She always wandered there with Sherry in the evening.

The ancient street next to their college was just a long street, far less crowded and bustling than this one.

However, much to her surprise, Clarence would like such a lively place.

Soon, the snacks that Stella ordered were served to them one after another.

Stella picked up chopsticks, ready to eat. She found that Clarence was reading a document on his phone. After a thought, she passed him a pair of chopsticks.

The wretched man didn’t raise his head at all, taking over the chopsticks naturally.

Stella curled her lips and got another pair for herself.

When she was half-full, Clarence put down his phone. He glanced at the food on the table, “Why didn’t you eat those dishes?”

Stella chewed the food in her mouth and swallowed before answering, “Mr. Conrad, you didn’t order anything, did you?”

Clarence pushed the dishes in front of her and answered flatly, “I’ve told you to mind your own business.”

It seemed her kindness wasn’t appreciated.

Stella ordered all her favorite snacks. She left a few dishes to him out of kindness, but Clarence didn’t appreciate it. She decided to eat them herself.

After she had tried everything, she burped.

Clarence cast her a glance, “Are you full?”

“Yeah. I’ve had enough. Let me...” She wanted to ask the owner for a takeout box.

Before she finished her words, she found that Clarence picked up his chopsticks, eating her leftover.

Stella was stunned, wondering why he was doing that.

What was he doing?

As if he had noticed her confusing gaze, Clarence said indifferently, “Haven’t you been taught that you can’t waste any food?”

“I...”

plan to waste them. She wanted to

quieted down, looking

street, the light was bright,

mostly lovers, friends, and families, looking quite harmonious. Clarence and she had divorced but they were having dinner together - they might be

was lost in thought, Clarence had finished all

“Okay.”

exit, she found that Clarence was

She was confused.

few steps, noticing that Stella hadn’t followed him. He looked back at her and said expressionlessly, “There are so many people here. I won’t carry you in my arms. You’d

find any right words to bitch about him. She fastened her pace and

he had done earlier, Clarence followed her and

wondering if the wretched man was going nuts. She

Stella could figure it out, she was attracted by the fluffy toys on the street

When she was about to pay using her cell phone, she heard the notification

in disbelief. Clarence put away his cell phone. Unhappiness was written on his handsome face,

staring at him and wishing that she could open his brain to see what on

turned around and found a relatively quiet place to

and passed them to Stella. With a big smile, she asked, “Is that your husband, Ma’am? You both are good-looking.

your husband and you here to hang the Yue Lao Plate or setting the festive

god of matchmaking who unites persons in

understand,

here. A lot of couples came here to hang the Yue Lao Plate. It

the owner was speaking, Clarence came back

wry smile and interrupted the owner, “Oh... I see. Thank you. We’ve gotta go

owner’s words just now. Otherwise, he would mock her for indulging in the wildest

escaped from the

With a frown, he asked, “Why are you walking

How about I’m going home now? Mr. Conrad, you can stay and

after having dinner.

choked up by his

a cold tone, “Don’t play any tricks. I’ve told you I wouldn’t carry

Stella was truly exhausted.