Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Stella took a sip out of the wine that Clarence gave him.

It was a glass of wine with a slightly sweet taste.

It was actually quite nice.

She could not help but recall the other time where that wretched man, Clarence, made her drank a boat load of alcohol.

Stella put the wine glass down, looked at Clarence and said, “Mr. Conrad.”

Clarence replied with a deep voice, “Hmm?”

Stella continued, “That time, when you made me drank a lot of alcohol at the Twilight Club, was it you who sent me back? Or was it Sherry?”

Clarence probably did not expect her to mention that, he smiled smugly and replied, “Take a wild guess.”

Stella said with a snort, “I knew it, you must have had bad intentions for making me so drunk.”

That time was the drunkest Stella had even been in her entire life, she legitimately could not remember anything when she woke up.

No wonder that wretched man would grasp any opportunities when he saw them.

She thought about that, and asked him again, “What did you do when I was passed out?”

That wretched man had made so many arrangements, he must had put a lot of effort into it, so why would he stop at making Stella very drunk and just leave her be?

He must had done something horrifying.

Clarence replied while raising his eyebrows, “If I did anything to you, wouldn’t you at least feel something?”

Stella was speechless.

His reasoning was not completely absurd after all.

She just could not bring herself to believe him.

After they finished the bottle of wine, Stella felt a little dizzy, as she leaned on Clarence’s shoulder and looked at the surface of the sea. She felt finally felt some semblance of relief in a long time.

Many things happened these past few months, and every one of those things almost made her lose the will to continue living.

Sometimes, she was not even sure if she made the right choice.

Before she divorced, she would never think that one day she will be sitting next to Clarence, with both of them admiring the sea in silence.

was just how bizarrely human lives work; they had to experience and then lose something, before realizing that the ‘something’ that they lost was what they really

deep voice, “Are you

her head and

and saw that her eyes

“Stella?”

“Mhmm…”

say anything. His focus was on something else, as he was thinking about some random

did not respond after a while, Stella, dissatisfied, poked at his waist with her

her with a dark expression, and said, “What

other things to say when you called my name? Say

just wanted to call

Stella doubted, “You’re lying.”

Clarence smiled, “I’m not.”

red as a rose, her eyes watery as she stared at him, as if she was protesting

stared back; his eyes darkened slightly, as he

was more enthusiastic when she was drunk. She was initially taken back by him, but she quickly responded by

head and waist and moved her onto a soft cushion,

Stella suddenly pushed

started asking her, “What’s wrong,

while slightly out of

her to be even more tenacious when she

hand on the back of her neck, and fondled the

felt tingly, but she did

thought that Clarence was thinking about

held her breath in anticipation of his

were filled with anticipation and curiosity, as if she could not

her experience last time, she should not be able to

Clarence said, “Actually, that child wasn’t

a ferry passed through while sounding its horn, which masked over

the horn stopped sounding, Stella looked at Clarence with a frown in

pushed Clarence away from her with force and sat

the horn stimulated her and sobered her up slightly, “I remember

to what she remembered

I was drunk, did you take advantage of my drunken state and

Clarence chuckled, “Nah.”

“Really?”

in her mind

same thing that he did to her, kissing and

was