Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Clarence said flatly in a business tone, “I have a gambling party tonight. Can you go with me?”

Stella was a bit stunned. She then nodded her head, “Okay.”

“Can we have dinner now?”

Stella laughed drily and returned the document to him, “Mr. Conrad, it depends on you.”

Clarence leaned against the chair and closed his eyes.

Two minutes later, Stella’s phone rang.

It was a call from Emmett.

Stella turned her head to take a glance at Clarence. She didn’t know whether he had fallen asleep or not. After hesitating for several seconds, she picked up her phone.

Emmett said, “Stella, Sherry told me what has happened. Do you need my help?”

Stella subconsciously wanted to decline him, but she changed her mind at the next moment, “Okay, thank you.”

Clarence slowly opened his eyes.

After ending the call, Stella turned to look at Clarence and her eyes met with his calm and unfathomable eyes in the air.

Clarence shifted his gaze and said in a flat tone, “We arrive. Get off the car.”

Originally, Stella had planned not to eat anything. However, for a person who hadn’t had lunch, watching another person having dinner in front of her was a total torture.

She took a deep breath and then walked out of the restaurant to buy something to eat.

Looking at her back, Clarence asked expressionlessly, “What’s in her mind?”

Nathan, who stood aside, didn’t know how to reply it.

Stella had showed her attitude clearly – she wanted to make a clear break with Clarence.

Even though Mr. Conrad tried his best to create a chance to get along with her, it wouldn’t work for too much.

Stella’s mind was simple. Now that she couldn’t evade meeting that wretched man, she would face it calmly.

Clarence suddenly stood up and followed Stella out of the restaurant.

Outside of the restaurant…

Stella just bought a packed food from a convenient store. When she sat at the table, split the disposable chopsticks and prepared to enjoy her dinner, someone suddenly pulled aside her food. At the next moment, he snatched her chopsticks.

Stella was astonished while at the same time annoyed, “Mr. Conrad, aren’t you having dinner?”

“It tastes bad.”

a high-end restaurant. How could its

in a flat tone, “Then why didn’t you

Stella, “…”

up the food she bought just

she almost died of

and bought another packed food again. She then sat down at the other

down his chopsticks and pressed the tip of his tongue against

bit thirsty. When she was about to walk into the convenience store again

looked up at the

it as a compensation for the food you bought. You can throw it away if you don’t want

strode towards the

a glance at him and then at the glass of warm water

right. This was a

shouldn’t make things difficult

glass, lifted her chin and then gulped down

…

In the Twilight Club…

dreamed of coming to

time she came here before, she would be overwhelmed

this time, she

it was because those humiliating past had disappeared along with Jeffrey’s

his eyes on a corner not far away calmly. It seemed like he was thinking of something

later, Stella couldn’t help but ask,

a flat tone, “I recall

“What…”

but it was too late for her

calmly, “A person grabbed my hand when I walked past that corner and begged me to save him

“…”

She had expected this.

no matter what

continued, “Although I’m not a good man, sometimes I would do

must have many on

the end, she becomes

“…”

you heard of the story ‘The

“Mr. Conrad, can

her and said in a cold voice,

Stella, “…”

Nathan, “…”

thought that he should have some professional quality, took a step forwards after a mental struggle, “Ms. Radomil, Mr. Conrad is right. I encountered a problem in this club before and Mr. Conrad happed to show

emotionlessly as if she

for why I was