Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Stella picked up her glass and took a sip of water. She said crossly, “Mr. Conrad, you are so rude.”

Clarence asked without even raising his head, “When did you move?”

Stella was silent.

She was defeated again.

The wretched man’s tongue was always sharp.

After Clarence ordered the dishes, he handed the menu back to the waiter. He turned around and looked at Stella, “Have you sobered up from the hangover?”

Stella believed that he was humiliating her when asking so, “I just had a glass of liquor and felt dizzy. I didn’t get hammered.”

Clarence said, “You are not good at drinking at all. In the future, when I’m not around, don’t drink with others.”

Stella’s lips parted. When she was about to retort, suddenly, she realized that Sherry was still sitting next to them. The latter’s gaze swept between them two, and obviously, she enjoyed watching the scene a lot.

Seeing Stella was silent, Sherry immediately withdrew her gaze, “Just ignore me. You don’t need to care how I feel. I’m here to have lunch only. I can’t see or hear anything else.”

Stella was amazed.

Soon, the dishes were served, so the embarrassment was eased for the time being.

Stella and Sherry ordered the medium-spicy soup, aiming to get sweated.

They enjoyed the meal very much, while Clarence was only drinking water while sitting next to them. He barely ate.

Stella cast him a glance and asked purposely, “Mr. Conrad, why don’t you eat?”

Clarence answered flatly, “Go ahead eating. Ignore me.”

“Okay.”

Stella withdrew her gaze and ignored him.

Shortly after, a waiter came over with a trolley and served a few light dishes.

Sherry and Stella were shocked in silence.

This was the first time that they saw cooked dishes be served in a hotpot restaurant.

made the mare

them. He said to Stella, “Feel free

lips. She wouldn’t

felt that the wretched man was something - how could he ordered the home cooking

was in the

a few bites again. She couldn’t utter any sound as the food was way too spicy. Her water was emptied. When she was about to stand up and get herself another glass of water,

she picked up the glass, raised her head, and gulped down half of the

She felt that it was not hotpot food that fulfilled her tummy during lunch but their

others, Clarence the wretched man was quite

fall in

quite cozy and relaxed. She hadn’t

the best way was

cell phone. Then she said, “Stella, a friend of mine asked me for help. I’m taking off now...” Then she waved at Clarence, “Mr. Conrad, please send

last syllable fell off from the tip of her tongue, she had vanished in

popped. For a moment, she didn’t know

back and met Clarence’s gaze. The man slightly tilted his head with a faint smile on

passenger seat, Stella fastened the seat belt.

“He’s on vacation.”

thought he doesn’t have any holiday all

turned to look at her, “Am I that

me this question. Don’t you know how

don’t care about

afraid there might be another trap

to continue troubling her. He just

Stella found they were not

over in

Clarence said, “Get off.”

around and unfastened the

asked, “Mr. Conrad, what are

“Didn’t you say that you want to meet Horace Jason?

Stella choked up.

if he was

they stopped

his chin

group of children aged five or six. Then her gaze fell on a stroller

the same as that she had