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.

in the yard

supply for

was good timing, wasn’t

lights. Occasionally, she looked into the man’s darkened and calm eyes. She immediately looked away. Wrapping her hair with

Stella quickly locked the door

so close! If Clarence spoke out his sarcastic words, she might not be able to fall asleep tonight

walked into the bathroom. When her hair was half-dried, she

of the window peacefully. Things that happened earlier today

herself, because Clarence was way

hear a voice in her mind asking her from time to time, “Is it possible that

explain that weirdness

Stella still hadn’t figured out anything.

...

slowly when hearing

sat up, only to find she was

sat for a short while before getting up and opening

the door. Leaning against the wall, he cast her a

“Come again?”

you ate a lot yesterday. Today you are not eating,

Stella was speechless.

It was not until now did she notice that the sun had

tiredly, “I don’t have any appetite.

finishing her words, she turned around,

cold palm on her forehead, pressing his lips, “Go to the

such words from his mouth. In the conditional reflex, she shook off his hand. She stammered, “Not necessarily. I’ll be

reacted so obviously, so Clarence could read her

it in the trousers pocket. He stared at her coldly, “Stella Radomil, don’t be silly. If I take you to the hospital for an abortion, do you think you could stay here in

matter what, you have such a thought.

snorted, “It would better if your cold becomes serious. Before

think twice. She immediately covered his mouth to avoid him finishing his words. She said in a

say something things harmful to others without

As if he was running out of patience, he asked again,

course. Thank you so much, Mr.

Clarence was speechless.

“Did I tell you

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