Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Chapter 95: Then, Why Don’t You Like Me, Mr. Conrad?

Stella had never expected that one day, Clarence, the wretched man, would boil the water and wash her hair for her.

This didn’t match his identity only but also it was abnormally weird.

Stella felt as if she was drinking before stepping to the scaffold.

It was way too creepy.

She said, “Mr. Conrad, how about let me do it myself?”

Clarence answered coldly, “Shush.”

Stella hummed and didn’t speak anymore.

The warm water was poured above her head, dropping into the garden.

Although Stella couldn’t see it, she could guess the scene was quite happy and romantic.

Of course, the premise was that the wretched man wasn’t doing it with a cold look.

Besides that, the whole procedure was smooth and quiet. She faintly had an illusion that they were a normal couple who loved each other.

As soon as she thought about it, Stella was startled. Subconsciously, she dodged.

Clarence pressed her shoulder with another hand. He asked unhappily, “Why are you moving? Haven’t you said the water temperature is fine?”

Stella realized that his words couldn’t stop her from imagining the wonderful illusion in her mind.

After a moment of silence, she answered, “I was bitten by the mosquitoes.”

“I didn’t expect that not only men like you, but also mosquitoes are attracted by you.”

Upon hearing his words, Stella was in the mood to argue. She retorted, “Since men like me so much, why don’t you like me, Mr. Conrad?”

Clarence didn’t answer.

In fact, as soon as she asked, Stella regretted it.

Without thinking, she knew what kind of mockery she would hear from this wretched man.

lights in the yard were

electricity was back in supply for all the

was good timing,

she looked into the man’s darkened and calm eyes. She immediately looked away. Wrapping her hair with a dry towel, she said, “Mr. Conrad, thanks a lot. I’m going

entering her room, Stella quickly locked the door from the inside,

If Clarence spoke out his sarcastic words, she might not be able

into the bathroom. When her hair was

evening, lying on the bed, Stella looked out of the

couldn’t blame herself, because Clarence

asking her from time to time, “Is it possible that

she couldn’t explain that

hadn’t figured out anything.

...

slept soundly. She didn’t wake up slowly when hearing

to find she was dizzy and had a

while before getting up

at the door. Leaning against the wall, he cast

“Come again?”

said you ate a lot yesterday. Today

Stella was speechless.

the window. It was not until now did she notice that the sun had risen to the sky. Seemed

have any appetite. Mr.

her words, she turned

cold palm on her forehead, pressing his lips,

the conditional reflex, she shook off his hand. She stammered, “Not necessarily. I’ll be fine after a

so obviously, so Clarence could

his hand and put it in the trousers pocket. He stared at her coldly, “Stella Radomil, don’t be silly. If I take you to the hospital for

matter what, you have such a thought. I

better if your cold becomes serious. Before I can take any

didn’t think twice. She immediately covered his mouth to avoid him finishing his words. She said in a weak tone, “Mr. Conrad, please, save it

he say something things harmful

out of patience, he asked again,

course. Thank

Clarence was speechless.

unhappily, “Did I tell you I’ll drive

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