Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Although Stella asked Clarence to keep silent, it was Emmett who quieted down.

Since the atmosphere was way too embarrassing, Stella felt quite uneasy. Clarence, who was next to her, was quite calm, easy, and peaceful.

Stella wished that she could be as cheeky as him so that she wouldn’t be feeling like sitting on a spiked rug.

Right then, a waiter came over to take the order. Emmett directly passed the menu to Stella. “Stella, please order whatever you like.”

As soon as Stella reached out her hand, the menu was grabbed by Clarence. He ordered some of Stella’s favorite dishes and returned to be aloof, sitting on his chair in silence.

Stella had a wry smile. “That’s all for the time being.”

The waiter nodded and left.

Since Clarence was sitting at the table, Emmett couldn’t talk about other things naturally. He just chitchatted with Stella and then quieted down.

The meal finally approached the end in such an embarrassing atmosphere.

When Stella went to the restroom, Clarence said, “Mr. Carter, if not mistaken, you should come here for what happened on the Steward Group’s bidding.”

Upon hearing it, Emmett faintly smiled. “Mr. Conrad, you misunderstood. I even didn’t go to the bidding of Steward Group. How would I know what happened there? I just came to visit Stella.”

“In that case, I believe I should make time to visit your parents then, Mr. Carter.”

Emmett gradually pulled a long face when listening to him.

Clarence continued indifferently, “Mr. Carter, I don’t care why you came here or what you are going to do. Don’t drag Stella into the mere.”

“Mr. Conrad, please rest assured. Even if you don’t remind me, I wouldn’t do anything to harm Stella.”

When Stella came out of the ladies’ room, Emmett was already gone. She immediately knew that Clarence must have said something harsh to him.

She walked to Clarence and picked up her bag. “Let’s go.”

Clarence raised his eyebrows slightly, stood up, and left with her.

over the downstairs of the apartment, Stella touched the handle on the door, only to find the

Stella was speechless.

the wretched man

the door. Clarence walked with her side-by-side and paused. “I didn’t have enough just

“Mr. Conrad, didn’t you say you had the luck to enjoy a feast? How come you didn’t have enough? Do

lips. Without answering her, he bypassed her and walked forward. “Hurry up.

believed that the wretched man

at him, she asked, “Mr. Conrad, what

“Anything would be fine.”

want to

wretched man was always picky in food. She didn’t

he came upstairs with other

set meal of three dishes with one soup for him. There were only two tomatoes left in the fridge, so she cooked

was cooking the noodles, she heard a few knocks on the

over at

Clarence’s voice. “Keep on cooking. I’ll open

“All right.”

She withdrew her gaze.

wasn’t surprised at

startled for a few seconds, he came back to his senses. “Is Ms. Radomil

looked back and answered

come back later

leave, Clarence said, “For

smile. “Mr. Conrad, you’ve overthought. I

Clarence asked calmly, “Really?”

course. A distant relative is not as good as a near neighbor. Mr. Conrad, don’t you

into the pot. She overheard their conversation, so she came out of the kitchen with a bottle of soy sauce in her hand. She handed it over to

soon as I finish using it, Ms. Radomil.

smiled. “It’s alright. I don’t need it for the time being. You

and nodded at Clarence. Then he left with the bottle of soy

the door, Stella heard the boiling sound of the water in the kitchen, so she trotted back to the kitchen

followed her,