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?”

lighter? May I borrow it to light the

rudely, “Weren’t you sleepy long ago? The electricity is

asking him for help, Stella answered in a good manner, “I still haven’t finished washing my hair. I need to boil

will you boil the

house. I saw it last

pressed his lips, “Where

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

“No, I can’t.”

was angry in

to let her remarry

candle from her hands, and walked directly into the

and put on the

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

“I...”

“Wait outside.”

in her hands. When she left the kitchen,

on the stone table. Rubbing her hands, she looked

the city lights, the moon looked clearer and

some movements in the kitchen, but she didn’t see Clarence come out for a long time. She waited, but she couldn’t help but ask, “Mr.

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

“All right.”

for another ten minutes. Then Clarence walked out with a coal stove

pot of water to boil on the stove, Clarence bent down on his knee and looked at her, “What else? Just tell me in

Stella blinked, “I’m hungry.”

Clarence was speechless.

ate digesting in a dog’s tummy?”

quite easy for pregnant women to get starved. Besides,

you blaming me for it then?” Clarence wasn’t in

Nathan’s number. She hurriedly said, “Mr. Conrad, please don’t. I just said

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

for a favor, “There are some snacks in my room. Mr. Conrad, would

weren’t for the inconvenience caused by the darkness, she would have gone

up,

cold face, “Thank you, Mr. Conrad. They are in the small basket on the desk. Please pick up a few

Second floor.

desk was under the window. The moonlight fell on the desk, peacefully