Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

In the restaurant…

Seeing that Stella was absent-minded, Emmett asked in a gentle voice, “Stella, don’t you like the dishes?”

Hearing the words, Stella pulled herself back to reality and smiled at him apologetically, “Nope. They taste good. It’s my own reason.”

Maybe it was because Rebecca let her hug the child today, Stella had been absent-minded during the whole afternoon. She couldn’t help but thinking that if her child was delivered, he should also be several months’ old. He would be as soft and cute as Rebecca’s child.

Emmett poured some hot water into her glass, “I’m to be blamed. You must have been startled by the words I said last night.

After coming back, Emmett reminisced about it and realized that his words were so abrupt and rude.

But since Stella had agreed to it, he would not go back on his words.

Stella pressed her lips, “Emmett, actually, I…”

Emmett smiled, “I know. The reason why you accept me so quickly was that you were in a fit of pique because of Clarence.”

Stella was a bit stunned. She didn’t deny it and simply said, “I’m sorry.”

“It doesn’t matter. I’m happy if it has helped you.” Emmett continued, “Stella, I don’t know whether it’s appropriate to say this or not. Over the past several years, I have been thinking that you’re having a good life and maybe you’ve married Horace after graduation. But I haven’t expected that I would get the news of his engagement with Annie.”

“When I learned about that, I have a complicated feeling. On the one hand, I feel happy secretly. On the other hand, I couldn’t help wondering what happened between you two and guessing what feelings you would have. Actually, I never think of getting anything. I just feel that it would be enough for me if I can see you living happily.”

Emmett suddenly chuckled, “But only until yesterday did I learn that you didn’t live well over the past years.”

Stella curled her lips into a smile and said in a relaxing tone, “It’s natural since life is full of ups and downs. At least I’m so happy now. And those things have all been the past.”

Emmett knew that Stella had never changed – she was stubborn and optimistic and she would never tell anyone about her sufferings and pains.

Stella had been a stunning beauty when she was a student. Therefore, many boys tried to pursue her. However, she would refuse them politely with a smile no matter they sent gifts to her or invited her to have a meal together.

Stella would come to a convenience store that was one street away from the school every day. Except for the school, she spent most of her time in that store. And it was the source of all her earnings.

At the beginning, Emmett had no impression of her and he only knew that she was a beautiful girl.

one day, when he walked pass the convenience store, he saw a drunken man asking her to give him money. He guessed that Stella just got

took out several notes from her bad and handed them to the man. The man was not satisfied and he wanted to grab

resolute tone, “This is the living expense for me and Channing for the next

man cursed at her hardly, but Stella’s expression

words, Emmett

like she was not sad at all. After his leaving, she just took a deep breath and

Emmett seemed to be driven by a mysterious force and he slowly walked into the

made an inventory with

Horace came to find her and called

turned around with a

paused and then slowly retrieved his

for the rest of his life and that he could only watch her

now, he was granted with

step forwards back then, but now, he wanted to work hard for

something, an indifferent voice

directly sat down beside Stella and said in a flat tone, “Mr. Carter, I think you’ll not mind me sharing this table with you, right? To express my sincerity,

Emmett and Stella were

took the menu from the waiter and ordered several

waiter wanted to tell him that fish soup was not available in this restaurant, but the manager quickly walked over and said, “All right. Mr. Conrad, do you want

said in a flat tone, “Put

for a moment. I will let

manager’s leaving, Stella suppressed her temper, stood

and gestured a waiter to come over and told him that he wanted

pressed his thin lips together

in a cold voice, “Please don’t touch me, Mr.

said, “You like eating fish soup the

but it doesn’t mean that I still like it

mean that you won’t like it in the future.” His tone of voice was emotionless, but the words he uttered had

Stella was rendered speechless.

was