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,

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

they wouldn’t speed up, it would

the wretched man was walking too slowly. She directly dragged him

slightly raised his eyebrows. “Why

go home to get

held her hand back and strode forward, fastening

was parked at

seemed that Clarence was a patron here. He directly

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

you want to play the

Stella didn’t answer.

what happened in the resort before, Stella wanted

walked over. She found that besides a golf course

a place for the rich to burn

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

put his hand in the trousers pocket and said calmly, “Those

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

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

advantage of her was

as Stella recalled that the wretched man aboveboard took advantage of her

why she had no interest in

much to Stella’s surprise, as soon as she arrived at the rock

Well...

it was a place for

started to regret it for her

around to wipe her sweat, she

towel in her hand. “Everyone can come

followed her gaze. When they

stood behind Stella, looking quite

people withdrew

to them asked, “Ms. Steward,

in a cold tone, “Nope. I’m trying

she picked up

friends immediately followed

asked calmly, “Is

gritted her teeth.

could be

wretched man

smile, Clarence asked, “Are you