Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Cafe.

Phoebe ordered a cup of Cafe Americano and asked Stella, “Ms. Radomil, what would you like to drink?”

Stella said to the waiter, “A glass of milk, please. Thanks.”

After the waiter left, Phoebe smiled faintly and said, “I didn’t know you don’t drink coffee, Ms. Radomil. Since designers need inspiration in your careers, I thought you need the caffeine more or less.”

“I do like coffee. Just because of my health issue, it’s more appropriate for me to drink milk right now.”

Stella didn’t think it’s necessary to let a person who she met for the first time know that she was pregnant. She made an excuse at random.

Phoebe said, “Right. Ms. Radomil, you look quite well. I guess you must be very careful with your diet and drink usually.”

Stella smiled politely. She changed the subject and came straight to the point, “Miss Steward, could you please let me know what kind of style your friend prefers? I can design a draft version for you to take a look at. If you have any suggestions, just let me know. Then I’ll modify the design.”

“Well, we don’t have a specific idea yet, so currently there’s no special requirement,” said Phoebe, “Ms. Radomil, I guess upon your capability, you can design it freely. My friend favors the ‘Puppy Love’ Series a lot, which meant quite differently for her. If she knew that her wedding gift would be designed by you, she must be overjoyed.”

Stella said, “Miss Steward, thank you for your compliment. I’ll have a try then. In a week, I’ll send you the first version of the draft. If you have any other requirements, I’ll add them on.”

“Deal!” Phoebe gave Stella an email inbox, “Ms. Radomil, please send the draft to this inbox. Thank you.”

Stella nodded slightly, “All right.”

Phoebe stood up, “I gotta go now. Ms. Radomil, nice meeting you. I look forward to your design.”

“Nice meeting you, too, Miss Steward. See you.”

Out of the cafe, Stella wanted to hail a cab as usual, but suddenly she recalled that the driver arranged by Clarence was waiting nearby for her.

She exhaled. After taking a few steps, she received a call from Sherry, “How did it go, Stella? Made the deal?”

“Yep. I’ll give her the draft in a week.”

Sherry almost applauded. After a pause, she asked, “Stella, just now I accepted the offer for you without your permission. Are you mad at me for that?”

“You are helping me make money. Why would I be

didn’t owe Clarence any money now, she needed money to bring up her baby. Even if

job. She didn’t need to reject the opportunity for Modesty’s

pale in anger. I guess she must be puking blood in

Miss Steward asked me to design it freely, but I don’t have a clue

she knew it would be a wedding

finished this design,

not far away and waving at her.

said in a low voice, “Please don’t call me Mrs. Conrad in the future. I

“Yes, Mrs... Miss... Ms...”

else he could address her. He couldn’t finish his words after

a

and her. It had nothing

Stella locked herself in

ready and the servant came to inform her, Stella replied, “Oh...

hungry indeed, because she had eaten a lot of snacks when inspiring

...

Clarence came home, it was ten o’clock

greet him, “Good evening, Mr. Conrad. Would you

necktie and said indifferently, “Go ask her what she want’s

had dinner yet. She

looked up at the second floor,

Stella’s bedroom.

drawing the line of the necklace, she

thought that the servant came to inform her about the dinner again, so she answered, “Alisa, please don’t bother. If I’m starved later, I’ll go downstairs and cook something

door of her room was opened

asked in a cold tone, “Don’t you know you should eat on

looked at

one o’clock the

seriously, “I’m working now, so

at the snack bags next to her, “But you kept

dinner. I had eaten too