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...”

waste them. She

down, looking in

the light was

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

she was lost in thought, Clarence had finished

“Okay.”

about to head to the exit, she found that Clarence was walking towards a

She was confused.

“There are

on a wry smile. She couldn’t find any right words to bitch about him. She fastened her pace and bypassed

done earlier, Clarence followed her and

took a few secret glances at him, wondering if the wretched man was going nuts. She didn’t know

was attracted by the fluffy toys on the street

over and picked a few of her favorite. When she was about to pay using her cell phone, she heard the notification

his cell phone. Unhappiness was written on

could open his brain to see what on earth was

turned around and found a relatively quiet place

of the stall put the toys in a bag and passed them to Stella. With a big smile, she asked, “Is that your husband, Ma’am? You both are good-looking. What

Ma’am, are your husband and you here to hang the

A god of matchmaking who unites persons in

understand,

couples came here to hang the Yue Lao Plate. It works very well - just write the names of your husband’s and yours on it. God Yue Lao

speaking, Clarence came

put on a wry smile and interrupted the owner, “Oh... I see. Thank you. We’ve

hadn’t heard the owner’s words just now. Otherwise,

almost escaped from

her. With a frown, he asked, “Why are

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

to sleep after having dinner. Are you a

up by

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

Stella was truly exhausted.