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.”

such a high-end restaurant. How

retorted in a flat tone, “Then why didn’t you

Stella, “…”

her and picked up the food she bought just now with

felt that she

into the convenience store and bought another packed food again. She then sat

put down his chopsticks and pressed the

was about to walk into the convenience store again and bought a bottle of water, someone placed a

looked up at the man

an excuse to decline him, Clarence said, “Just regard it as a compensation for the food you bought. You

strode towards the

glance at him and then at the glass of warm

wretched man was right. This was a compensation for

shouldn’t make things difficult for

her chin and

…

In the Twilight Club…

had never dreamed of coming to

weird that every time she came here before, she would be overwhelmed

this time, she didn’t feel

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

she saw Clarence fixing his eyes on a corner not far away calmly. It seemed like he was thinking of something and it was hard for her to read through

but ask, “Mr. Conrad, why don’t

in a flat tone,

“What…”

regretted asking it, but it was too late for her to hold back her

“A person grabbed my hand when I walked

“…”

She had expected this.

was proved that she shouldn’t give Clarence any reply no matter what he

I’m not a good man, sometimes I would

must have many

end, she

“…”

of the

“Mr. Conrad, can

a cold voice, “I’m

Stella, “…”

Nathan, “…”

Radomil, Mr. Conrad is right. I encountered

at him emotionlessly as if

as for why I was here before. It all started from