Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Half an hour later, the white car stopped in front of the apartment.

Stella got off. When she was heading into the community, she saw the wretched man’s car was pulled over on the roadside.

She wondered why he had arrived earlier than she did.

When Stella curled her lips, the door of the Rolls-Royce was opened. She saw the man’s tall and strong figure.

Clarence cast her a glance calmly, “Why are you running so fast?”

Stella answered seriously, “Going home for dinner.”

“That’s good. I haven’t had it either. Let’s have dinner together.”

Stella was speechless.

She said crossly, “Mr. Conrad, don’t you have your own home?”

Clarence turned around and walked forward slowly, “A home is called home with family. Otherwise, it’s only a cold house.”

“Mr. Conrad, are you studying the family affection recently?”

Clarence ignored her. Standing in front of the building entrance, with a hand in his trousers pocket, he slightly tilted his head, hinting at her to open the door.

Stella inhaled deeply, taking the card from the bag.

After the door was unlocked, Clarence pushed the door open and let her in first.

Stella said, “Mr. Conrad, I didn’t know you are such a gentleman before.”

Clarence raised his eyebrows, “It depends on whom I’m with.”

After walking out of the elevator, Stella entered the passcode to open the door of her apartment. As soon as she pushed the door open, Sherry’s voice was heard from the inside, “Stella, how did your date with Emmett go? Have you...”

Sherry hadn’t finished her words. When she saw the wretched man behind Stella, she suddenly stopped.

Then she let out a hollow laugh and turned around, “Ah, I’m so sleepy suddenly. I’m going to bed now!”

she trotted back to her

picked up the bag. He stood

her forehead, Stella

living room, Stella

“Are you sure they

was not in the mood to

checked the fridge, only to

she hadn’t planned to make him a feast. She decided to make

noodle soup with fried tomato and eggs was

with the noodle soup, Clarence had

and reminded him solemnly, “Mr. Conrad, please don’t misunderstand. I allowed you to come upstairs for dinner because I used to stay in Ms. Anderson’s house without paying her. There are

his lips, “Ehn. I know

suddenly realized that she shouldn’t have said so. Probably, he truly misunderstood

into the kitchen again and took out her own

over at her, “Why are you eating

didn’t raise her head and answered

eat noodles so late if you are on

Stella choked up.

Conrad, if you don’t want to

afraid you’ll

pregnant at that time. Why did the wretched man mistake her like a hungry hog that could never get

she was angry, Clarence said calmly, “Go ahead with

whole night. She drank some champagne, so her tummy was a bit uncomfortable. After eating the small bowl of warm noodle soup, she finally felt

the chopsticks, Clarence asked, “Why

of

you so tolerant

can tolerate her up to three times, but

Clarence choked up.

seconds later, he burst

She felt a bit embarrassed, and her ears were blushed with

one fist against his lips and coughed, holding back his

his laughter. She immediately stood up, cleaned up the table, and

the dishes, she