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.”

away. After all, she couldn’t escape to

as

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

him, but if she would mess up the meal as a return for what

by the roadside. When she was about

at her and

snorted, “I don’t need your

of her hoodie and directly ran into

this, Clarence pressed his lips together and slowly followed

at the seven o’clock this evening.

waiter of the hotel pulled open

was about to get off the car, a hand that had clear and symmetrical knuckles was reached

up and saw the tall and slender build of a man and then his

the snow flying

out his hand to her and helped her aboard the

a stone was thrown into the

for a while and slowly reached out her hand. She then slapped away his hand, lifted her dress and got off the

Clarence, “…”

who stood behind them with an umbrella in his hand, hurriedly

several steps and then felt that

furrowed her brows, “Mr.

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

and struggled for the last time, “But Mr.

sentence would work. Clarence slowly loosened

heaved a sigh of relief in her heart, she saw Clarence slightly raised his arm and looked askance at her. He said concisely, “Wrap my

She could only

than

arm and put it

Clarence slightly curled his thin

private room, Stella found that a middle-aged man, who was in his forties, was talking into his phone

the phone and then ended the call.

hand, “Mr. William, I’ve

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