Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Emmett walked Stella to her room door and gave her the room card. “Stella, I’m staying opposite your room. I’ll come to find you if it’s time to go downstairs.”

Stella smiled and nodded in agreement. “Okay. Thanks.”

After entering her room, Stella put down her suitcase, washed her face in the bathroom, and walked to the balcony to enjoy the breeze.

Her room was facing the artificial lake. From afar, the lake looked prettier. Under the sunshine, it looked as if there were countless small diamonds on its surface, dazzling.

Stella shook her head to get those messy thoughts out of her mind.

Under the bright sunlight, she stretched, feeling quite cozy. When she turned around, she found a man standing on the balcony next door.

Stella gaped.

Her stretch was stopped halfway and her hands were in the mid-air. She stiffed.

However, Clarence seemed not to see her at all. He looked ahead expressionlessly.

Stella slowly put down her hands. Her lips parted as if she was wondering if she should greet him.

For such a matter that happened with an extremely small possibility, Stella didn’t think it was a coincidence.

It happened as if someone had done it so deliberately.

She couldn’t help but wonder what the wretched man doing again.

He couldn’t stop it, could he?

Stella walked up to him. “Mr. Conrad...”

“By the way, Mr. Conrad, these are the annual financial statement of this retort and the development plan next year. We want to build a water amusement park next to the artificial lake, increasing more facilities,” a man reported to Clarence.

Stella gaped at the scene.

Right then, the man also seemed to have seen her. He turned around and asked politely, “Excuse me, Ma’am. I’m the manager of this hotel. What can I do for you?”

“Oh, no. Thanks. Sorry for interrupting you.”

to her room, feeling

she hadn’t finished her words

ironically

On the balcony.

through the financial statement in front of him.

Conrad, what do you think about our

next door. Then he looked at the lake afar and added flatly,

this suggestion. After a short period of surprise, he reacted quickly and answered, “Yes, Mr. Conrad. I’ll ask them to finish the project plan as soon as

his sleeves and walked back

the door and walked in. “Mr. Conrad,

sofa, his slender fingers knocking at his

restaurant. In the afternoon, they’ll go boating and do other activities, which are not mandatory. At seven o’clock, they’ll hold the annual party in the banquet hall. Tomorrow morning, they’ll

“Have

rest assured. I’ve already informed

brows and turned to look out

...

didn’t feel less embarrassed until she had soaked her face into the cold water. She wondered probably it was

clothes and aimed to take a walk downstairs,

happened to meet the hotel

recognized her, slightly nodding

against the wall, she watched

she asked, “Excuse me, Sir. Is your hotel run by Conrad

the manager turned to

he recalled what had happened on the balcony. With uncertainty, he asked,

a hollow laugh. “I’ve met him

she must come here for Star Ferry Technology’s annual party, so it wasn’t weird for her to know Mr. Conrad. He stopped asking more and change the subject at random, “Besides the hotel, the whole resort is run by Conrad

hesitation, she asked, “When

“Last night.”

the manager didn’t tell her that Mr. Conrad had never been here personally for the inspection

arrived, all employees of

was fine. Mr. Conrad only asked them to report

arrived the previous night,

encountered him on such a