Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again
Chapter 309: Smell of the Canned Food
The next day, when the alarm sounded, Stella woke up. She fumbled for her phone on the nightstand as usual but failed to find it.
She kept listening to the alarm with her eyes closed for a long while, only to find that the sound came from underneath the bed.
When she was about to stretch out to get her phone, the strength of the hand that was wrapping around her waist was slightly increased. She was pulled back.
Off-guard, Stella fell into the man’s arms again.
Clarence kissed her on the back of her ear. He said in a sleepy and hoarse tone, “Let’s sleep in.”
“I want to turn off the alarm.” After a pause, Stella asked, “It’s eight o’clock. Don’t you go to work?”
“I don’t want to.”
Stella whispered, “But I need to go to my studio.”
After a few seconds, Clarence gradually opened his eyes and said hoarsely, “You are quite spirited. Didn’t you cry and beg me to stop last night?”
Stella choked up.
She slightly blushed. “It’s early morning. Can’ you speak the human language?”
“I don’t even want to be a human. Why should I speak the human language?”
As he spoke, his hand on her waist became quite restless, gradually moving upwards.
Stella couldn’t keep breathing calmly. “You...”
The man gently kissed her neck, demanding more. “You can go to work later today. Don’t you have employees in your studio?”
“I can’t...”
Before she finished her words, she couldn’t utter any sound at all.
Soon, the morning passed.
When Stella arrived at her studio, it was one o’clock in the afternoon.
She felt painful and sore all over her body, making her keep cursing the wretched man.
front desk. Seeing that Stella dragged herself in, Sherry had an ambiguous look on her face, following
standing right behind her. She was startled.
sit next to Stella, and winked at her.
gaze, Stella felt quite uneasy. Rubbing her nose,
you can have your private space. If I go home, I will not only interrupt you but also make Mr.
Stella was speechless.
neck and said in a sleepy tone, “What nonsense are
about nonsense now. I can see the kissing mark on your
suddenly pulled up her
a bit puzzled as she deliberately wore a turtleneck today, and she also ensured not to expose
back her
going to draw the design draft now. Go
“Oh, by the way, when will you move? Something happened to
Stella asked, “What happened?”
mom twisted her ankle, so she needs to stay in the hospital for a few days. My father isn’t good at taking care of others at all. I haven’t been home for
go ahead. I should move in the Stewards’ in two
told the landlord we’re moving out. I’ll move out when I
couldn’t know where she would be and what she would be doing when Sherry moved out. After thinking for a while, she said, “Call Chan when you are moving.
if Chan asks
Stella was silent
forgot about
her on the shoulder. “It’s just moving to a new apartment. I
added, “If there’s nothing special in our studio today, may I go
Stella, “Feel free to go
acted pretty quickly. She booked the flight ticket and went home to
out and waited for the elevator, she heard
was opened, Sherry dragged her suitcase to rush in. However, God seemed to be
was stuck in
and pulled for several times but
in front of her. He looked at her and then at the stuck suitcase. “Do you
perfunctorily. “Thank you in advance,
hand and lifted the suitcase easily as if there was no difficulty at all. He put it next
Sherry was speechless.
It was too embarrassing.
as if she deliberately
first floor and stood in the corner.
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