Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Chapter 189: Looks Like Mr. Conrad and Mrs. Conrad Are Intimate

Stella looked at him sincerely, “Mr. Conrad, after this meal, can you…”

“No way.”

Stella furrowed her brows, “I haven’t finished my words.”

Clarence glanced at her inadvertently, “Stella Radomil, I’m not here to bargain with you.”

“Mr. Conrad, are you compelling me?”

Clarence said slowly, “Didn’t you think that you were also compelling me when you asked me to take back your brother’s admission letter?”

Stella, “…”

She asked, “Do you mean that I can return your favor if I accompany you to the meal, Mr. Conrad?”

Clarence inexplicably knitted his brows, “Almost. After all, you owe me many favors.”

Stella asked expressionlessly, “Mr. Conrad, do you mean that you will not let go of me?”

Perceiving the coldness in her tone of voice, Clarence turned his head to look at her with a displeased expression, “Stella Radomil, when Emmett came to find you, you looked so happy. But when I came to find you, you said I will not let go of you?”

“Clarence, you can ask yourself, are you a match for Emmett?” Before Clarence got mad, Stella continued, “Will you ask for my opinion and not force me to do something that I don’t want to do?”

Clarence replied righteously, “Nope.”

She wished him to stay away from her as possible as he could. If he didn’t resort to these excuses, how could he appear in front of her again?

“…”

It was the first time for her to see something regard shamelessness as a normal thing.

Clarence stood up, “There’s little time left. You have to select a dress later. Hurry up.”

Stella was the only one in the studio today. She quickly stood up and walked to her office to pack up her things and then took a lock form the reception desk. She said to the man standing aside coldly, “Mr. Conrad, please go out. I’m going to lock the door.”

Clarence said, “I will wait for you outside.”

run away. After all,

so tightly as if she

from time to time. Now in such a snowy weather, he even forced her

she would mess up the meal

found that Clarence’s car was parked by the roadside. When she was about to rush into the snow, an

gaze, Clarence looked askance at her and

“I don’t need

the cap of her hoodie and

lips

at the seven o’clock this evening. When they

the car, a waiter of the

the car, a hand that had clear and symmetrical knuckles was reached out

tall and slender build of a man and

the snow flying all over

out his hand to her and

a stone was thrown into the waveless lake

hesitated for a while and slowly reached out her hand. She then slapped away his hand,

Clarence, “…”

umbrella in his hand, hurriedly shifted his gaze

steps and then felt that her

furrowed her brows, “Mr.

tone, “Even though you were forced to here, you should pretend to be my

last time, “But Mr. Conrad, I can’t

that this sentence would work. Clarence

of relief in her heart, she saw Clarence slightly raised his arm

mouth. She could only make a

than what

her arm and put it

didn’t notice that Clarence slightly curled

private room, Stella found that a middle-aged man, who was

call. The

also reached out his hand,

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