Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Chapter 278: Quite Tough

Clarence stared at her and didn’t utter a word.

Under his gaze, Stella felt a bit uneasy. She looked away and coughed, “Mr. Conrad, if you don’t want to answer your question, please ignore it.”

After a while, Clarence said calmly, “Since you said so, I do regret it.”

“Mr. Conrad, if you regret it, you can go back to Phoebe Steward. It’s still not too late.” As she spoke, Stella stood up, “It’s quite late now. I’m taking off.”

After she took a few steps, her wrist was grabbed.

Clarence slightly increased his strength to grip her, and she fell into his arms.

Before Stella struggled, Clarence wrapped his arms around her waist, raising his brows, “Are you jealous?”

Stella said expressionlessly, “I’m too tough to be jealous.”

Clarence curled up his lips and intentionally or unintentionally glanced at her bosom, “You are quite tough indeed.”

Upon understanding his implication, Stella hurried raised her arms to cover her bosom, blushing. After a long while, she cursed, “You rascal!”

“Why did you curse me? Didn’t you say you are quite tough? I like it.”

Stella choked up.

She doubted if the wretched man was mentally ill.

She said crossly, “Let go!”

Clarence, however, tightened his arms around her waist. He pressed his chin on her shoulder and whispered, “Don’t move. I want to hold you.”

“Mr. Conrad, aren’t you jealous? Why don’t you hold Phoebe Steward?”

“All right. I was kidding with you. You don’t need to be jealous. Calm down.”

“I...”

Stella couldn’t utter any word for a moment.

Clarence said, “Wait for me for another half an hour. I’ll drive you home.”

“Mr. Conrad, aren’t you quite busy?”

work cannot be accomplished within

silent and then continued, “Why do I need to wait for you for another half

me. If I

didn’t speak. She knew what was in the wretched man’s mind.

you decided the

parted. The words reached the tip of her tongue, but she didn’t

“Okay, keep on thinking.”

on his lap, and she could clearly hear the

few seconds, she raised her hand

slightly stiffed. When he prepared to speak, Stella said,

lips calmly, staring at her without

kept putting her palm on his chest. Under the cloth, she could feel

long while, Stella withdrew her hand and whispered,

Clarence didn’t understand, “Pardon?”

Stella answered, “Nothing.”

I need to

darkened. He didn’t

him, “Are you giving me a ride or not?

his hands,

from his lap, straightening

his

back, Stella pressed the car window to open a small crack. She

of Stella’s apartment, she was about to unfasten the seat belt,

He whispered to ask, “What

Stella answered, “A secret.”

don’t

have

asked, “What secrets do I keep

toss back the tough question to him, “Mr. Conrad, you

from him. For a moment, he couldn’t find the right words to retort

knew she won against him this time, “Okay, I’m going upstairs. Mr.

to pull the door open, and

“What...”

could finish

her expression. Seeing that she didn’t resist as usual, he raised his hands to press the back of her head, gradually deepening

...

the elevator, Stella walked at a delightful pace with both her hands in the pockets

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