Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

On the way back home, Stella didn’t speak at all.

Only the wretched man could have said the bandit theory so naturally.

Arriving home, Stella said in a low voice, “Mr. Conrad, I’ll go upstairs and go to bed.”

Seemingly Clarence wasn’t willing to talk to her at all, he just hummed coldly.

That attitude was the true color of this wretched man.

After returning to her room, Stella locked the door from the inside. Then she took her clothes and entered the bathroom.

She didn’t take a nap in the afternoon, and she had walked to so many places with Clarence. Now she just wished that she could lie down as soon as finishing the shower.

However, unexpectedly, when she was half done with the shower, the light above her was out.

In a few seconds, the bathwater became cold as well.

Immediately, Stella turned off the tap. In the dark, she fumbled for a towel and wrapped her hair. Then she put on her clothes slowly and opened the window to peer out.

Sure enough, the electricity was out in the whole community.

Anqiao Street was too old with old infrastructures, so the electricity would always be out from time to time, but mostly it happened during the daytime. It didn’t impact their daily lives too much and the electricity would be back shortly.

This was the first time that it was out at night since Stella moved here.

She walked out of the bathroom, staggered, and finally managed to reach her cell phone on the desk. She turned on the flashlight and walked downstairs.

She remembered that Ms. Anderson mentioned her candles were in a cabinet of the living room.

However, after she had found the candles, Stella found another difficulty.

She didn’t have a lighter.

She had looked through every place but failed to find a lighter.

Stella turned around, looking at the black door of a bedroom. She gave up and heaved a sigh, “Excuse me, Mr. Conrad. Are you sleeping?”

A few seconds later, the door was open. Clarence looked at her expressionlessly, “What do you want?”

you have a lighter? May I borrow it to light the candle,

you sleepy long ago? The electricity is out now. What else do you

in a good manner, “I still haven’t finished washing

you boil the

Ms. Anderson’s house. I saw it last time. I can use

his lips, “Where is

should be in the kitchen. I can’t remember it exactly. I need to look for it.” After a pause, she didn’t forget why she asked him for help, “By the way, Mr. Conrad, could you lend

“No, I can’t.”

was angry

be dreaming to let her

his room, took a candle from her hands,

put on the shelf. The little flame was swaying in

find the coal stove from a pile of things. He cast Stella

“I...”

“Wait outside.”

shelf, Stella lit up other candles in her hands. When she left the

on the stone table. Rubbing her hands, she looked up at

the moon looked clearer and brighter

but she didn’t see Clarence come out for a

few seconds of silence, a voice answered her in the kitchen, “Shut

“All right.”

ten minutes. Then Clarence walked out with a

water to boil on the stove, Clarence bent down on his knee and looked at her,

Stella blinked, “I’m hungry.”

Clarence was speechless.

ate digesting in a dog’s tummy?” After all,

for pregnant women to

then?” Clarence wasn’t in

that he was dialing Nathan’s number. She hurriedly said, “Mr. Conrad, please don’t. I just said that casually. Please don’t bother

put down his phone, staring at her in silence with his ink-black eyes,

are some snacks in my room. Mr. Conrad, would you mind getting some of them

the inconvenience caused by the

stood up, “Wait

cold face, “Thank you, Mr. Conrad. They are in the small basket on

Second floor.

the window. The moonlight fell on