Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Stella withdrew her gaze and coughed. She said calmly, “Mr. Conrad, I just didn’t expect that Chan’s pajamas suit you so well.”

“Really? It’s a bit tight, though.”

Upon hearing it, Stella looked at both sides of his shoulders. “It looks quite suitable. Where do you feel tight?”

Clarence said slowly, “The pants.”

Stella was speechless.

Inwardly, she cursed him to go to hell.

She walked back to her bedroom with a long face. She got her pajamas and went back to the bathroom. Since Clarence had almost dried out his hair, she directly kicked him out of the bathroom. Then she locked the door from the inside to ensure the wretched man wouldn’t be able to break in. She took a shower.

Clarence stood at the door of the bathroom for a while. When he heard the sound of the running water, he raised a hand to press his lips and coughed. Then he walked to the dining room, poured a glass of cold water, and gulped it down.

Right then, he heard someone knocking on the door again.

Clarence’s face became cold. He put down the water glass and walked to the door.

At the door, Daniel was holding a bottle of soy sauce. He smiled awkwardly and politely at Clarence. “Mr. Conrad, you are still here.”

Clarence leaned against the doorframe. “Does my existence here bother you?”

“Mr. Conrad, you must be kidding. Ms. Radomil is my neighbor, anyway. She’s a woman, so I should take care of her.”

Clarence said impatiently, “Just tell me about your purpose.”

“I...” Daniel took a glance at the soy sauce in his hands. Then he handed it over to Clarence. “I’m returning it to her.”

Clarence reached out to take it over, but Daniel dodged. “Where is Ms. Radomil? I borrowed it from her hands, so I’d better return it to her in person as well.”

“She’s busy.”

Clarence looked at him expressionlessly, and his eyes were deep and cold.

Daniel had to bite the bullets and let out a hollow laugh. “In that case, I can return it to her tomorrow...”

“You don’t need to return it. Just keep it.”

“How could I do it? I just wanted to borrow it from her.

Since he cares about her so much, why doesn’t he come over

Conrad, who is ‘he’ you

and didn’t

to find her more than once or twice.

He said indifferently, “Cut the crap. Just tell him -- as long as I’m here, the Steward family won’t dare to do anything to Stella. I don’t care

Mr. Conrad, you must be kidding.

his words, the door was smashed

He was shut out.

Daniel’s face faded gradually. It seemed that they couldn’t ask Stella more questions. Besides, judging from Clarence’s implication,

seem to have

nose bridge, going home with the soy sauce

...

her head from the bathroom. “Whom were you

sofa with his slender legs across.

“What does he sell?”

“The soy sauce.”

Stella was shocked.

closed the door,

that

he must be quite curious about what happened earlier today. He

Stella’s hair was half-dried, she suddenly paused. The reason that Emmett came to find

glance at the man who was sitting on the sofa and watching the financial news on TV. After a moment of silence, she asked, “Mr. Conrad, aren’t you going

her question, Clarence directly picked up the remote control

at one room to show him.

door of the bedroom. When he turned around, he

eyebrows

door when she found the man who was following her. Immediately, she stood at the door to block his way. “What do

say that room is

“You’ll stay in my room, and

Clarence was speechless.

directly lifted her and carry her into

struggled but failed to break free. In an instant, she was tossed

dodge, the man’s strong