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.

was pulled over the downstairs of the apartment, Stella touched the handle on the door, only

Stella was speechless.

what the

got off and closed the door. Clarence walked with her side-by-side and paused. “I didn’t have enough just now. Made me something

you didn’t have enough? Do you know what kind

her, he bypassed her and walked

that the wretched man intentionally

him, she asked, “Mr. Conrad, what would you like

“Anything would be fine.”

didn’t want to expose

wretched man was always picky in food. She

he came upstairs

late, Stella didn’t want to cook the set meal of three dishes with one soup for him. There were only two tomatoes left in the fridge, so she cooked the noodle soup of

the noodles, she heard a few knocks on

tilted her head and looked over at the door. Right

Clarence’s voice. “Keep on

“All right.”

She withdrew her gaze.

the door. Looking at the man at the door, he wasn’t surprised at all. Instead,

a few seconds, he came

back and answered

right. I’ll come back

about to leave, Clarence said, “For whom you came here, Phoebe Steward or

slight smile. “Mr. Conrad, you’ve overthought. I just want to borrow a bottle of

Clarence asked calmly, “Really?”

A distant relative is not as good as a near neighbor. Mr. Conrad,

their conversation, so she came out of the kitchen with a bottle of soy sauce in her hand. She handed it over to Daniel. “This is the only brand in our home.

as soon as I finish

I don’t need it for the time being. You can return it whenever

coughed and nodded at Clarence. Then he left with the

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

followed her,