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!”

to her

his laptop and picked up the bag. He stood up and said, “I’m going home

forehead, Stella heaved a

were the only two left in the living room, Stella said,

sure they left because they don’t

the mood to talk nonsense with him. Taking off her

fridge, only to

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

minutes later, the noodle soup with

the noodle soup, Clarence had been sitting at the dining

you to come upstairs for dinner because I used to stay in Ms. Anderson’s house without paying

curled up his lips, “Ehn. I

hearing his extremely perfunctory answer, Stella suddenly realized that she shouldn’t have said so. Probably, he

into the kitchen again and took out her own bowel. She sat

looked over at her, “Why are you

didn’t raise her head and answered casually, “I’m on

you eat noodles so late if you are

Stella choked up.

if you don’t want to eat it, just leave. You

afraid you’ll be starved

was pregnant at that time. Why did the wretched man mistake her like a hungry hog that

was angry, Clarence said calmly, “Go ahead with your noodle soup.

whole night. She drank some champagne, so her tummy was a bit uncomfortable. After eating

asked,

expect that he would suddenly ask her about it. After a moment of silence, she

you so tolerant

can tolerate her up to three times, but I’m a beauty, not a ninja

Clarence choked up.

later, he burst

man laughed out. She felt a bit embarrassed, and her ears were blushed with burning heat, “What... what’s so fun

one fist against his lips and coughed, holding back his laughter. He said in a deep voice, “Yes,

irritated by his laughter. She immediately stood up, cleaned up

the dishes,