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.

door, only to find the door next to the driver’s seat

Stella was speechless.

the

paused. “I

feast? How come you didn’t have enough? Do you know what kind of person couldn’t have enough when being

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

wretched man intentionally found the

him, she asked, “Mr. Conrad, what

“Anything would be fine.”

and didn’t want to

always picky in food. She didn’t believe that anything

enough, he came upstairs with

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

was cooking the noodles, she heard a few

at the door.

voice. “Keep on

“All right.”

She withdrew her gaze.

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

hadn’t expected that Clarence would be here. After being startled for a few seconds, he came back to his senses. “Is Ms.

looked back and answered indifferently, “She’s

come

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

Conrad, you’ve overthought. I

Clarence asked calmly, “Really?”

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

with a bottle of soy sauce in her hand. She handed it over

Yes. I’ll return it to you as soon as I finish using

the time being. You can return it whenever

Then he left with the bottle

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

followed her, walking