Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

At noon, Stella finished her work and stretched. She heard her phone ringing.

When she wiped to answer, she heard the man’s deep voice. “Still busy?”

Stella checked the time. “Another half an hour.”

She had to arrange the tasks before leaving the studio.

Clarence said, “All right.”

After hanging up the phone, Stella walked out of the office.

Her studio wasn’t big but there were a lot of trifles.

Sherry was in charge of them, and Stella only needed to take care of the design drafts.

After she had done, an hour passed.

When she trotted her belongings out of the studio, she saw the Rolls-Royce parked in front.

Stella pulled the door open and sat in. While fastening the seat belt, she said, “Nailed it. Let’s go.”

“Shall we have lunch first?”

“Okay... Wait. Let’s go home first. I haven’t taken the food I made last night.”

Clarence slightly tilted his head. “Look back.”

Stella looked back, only to find the food he made was packed in the lunch boxes neatly.

She curled up her lips into a smile. However, after a few seconds, she started worrying about the food’s freshness.

Clarence looked at her. “What’s wrong?”

With a wry smile, Stella didn’t have the heart to give him a blow. “It’s alright. Let’s go for lunch first. Where are we going after lunch?”

“You’ll know when we arrive.”

The car started moving slowly. It wasn’t until then did Stella find that Clarence wasn’t wearing a suit today. Instead, he was in neat street clothing. He didn’t look as cold as usual but quite relaxed.

Noticing her gaze on him, Clarence turned around to look at her, his eyes full of amusement. “I see how you are staring at me. Do you want to eat food or me for lunch?”

Stella was silent.

She wished that the wretched man could shut up.

long as he spoke, he flirted

at random nearby. After lunch, Stella checked the time -- it was already past three in the

up, it would be

noticed that the wretched man was walking too slowly. She directly

his eyebrows. “Why are you

to go home to get some sleep

hand back and strode forward, fastening his

an hour later, the car was parked at the

a patron here. He directly took her in without any

it was an extremely huge place. It at least occupied a few thousand square

want to play the golf first or go

Stella didn’t answer.

the resort

so she released Clarence’s hand and walked over. She found that besides a golf course and a horse ranch, there was a shooting area, a rock

was a place for the rich to burn

looked over at Clarence. “Can I choose other options? I want to go rock climbing. It’s more

the trousers pocket and said

Ignoring him, she directly headed to the rock climbing field. “It’s a huge place. I’m sure there are instructors. I can find one of

are all male. Aren’t you afraid that they would take

take advantage of

of her when teaching her play golf, she gritted

she had no interest in

arrived at the rock climbing field,

Well...

a place for the rich

regret it for

waist. When she turned around to wipe her sweat, she was face to

her hand. “Everyone can

gaze. When they saw Stella, they

then, Clarence stood behind Stella, looking quite

people withdrew their gazes

them asked, “Ms. Steward, would you like to

a cold tone, “Nope. I’m trying again. My

picked up her

immediately followed

were gone, Clarence asked calmly, “Is

her teeth. “Shut

would she know she could be so

wretched

Clarence asked, “Are you