Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

In the studio, Clarence was sitting on the sofa, working on his documents.

Stella poured him a glass of water and walked to him, “Mr. Conrad, this has become another office of yours. Why don’t you just move in?”

Clarence raised his eyebrows, “May I really move in?”

“Nope.”

Clarence closed the document, looking up at her, and asked, “How much longer will it take you?”

Stella slightly pressed her lips, “I don’t know.”

She had no inspiration at all right now.

Probably she would stay here overnight instead of going home.

Clarence looked at her worried face and figured out what happened. He asked, “Have you received the requirements of the contest?”

Stella sat on the couch next to him and hummed absentmindedly.

“Tell me about them.”

Stella looked at him, “Mr. Conrad, don’t you know anything about it?”

Clarence curled up his lips, “Conrad Group is just the sponsor of the contest. Why would I need to care about other things? If I did knew the details, others might speak ill of you. You would be negatively impacted.”

Since Modesty had said that Stella could achieve her goals all because of Clarence, others might also think so although they never spoke it out.

Once Clarence got to know the requirement in advance, even he hadn’t told her anything, people would talk about it.

Stella curled her lips. Much to her surprised, the wretched man was quite careful this time.

Clarence stretched his arms on the back of the sofa casually. He loosened his necktie as if he was waiting for her answer.

Stella slowly answered, “The love confession.”

Clarence slightly raised his eyebrows as if he didn’t quite understand it.

She added, “That’s the only title of this contest.”

“Why are you so worried then?” Before Stella answered, he continued, “Is it because nobody ever has confessed his love to you before?”

Stella was speechless.

nonsense the wretched man was

at her with his black eyes.

gaze, Stella felt a sense of guilt. She retorted, “Well...You sound

her words, Stella regretted

pupils but also as a competition

talking to him, so she stood up and walked towards the office, “I’ll continue thinking about my design draft. Mr. Conrad, you can go home if you

pulled her wrist and said, “Why are you rushing? You don’t have any inspiration

Stella was shocked.

How did he know?

said, “If you are inspired, you wouldn’t be at the edge of losing your

inhaled deeply, “I

It made sense.

annoyed because

“I know what your

confusion as if she was waiting for him to give her a

the title of the contest yet. How could you have the inspiration? When you were designing ‘First Love’, you experienced it before, didn’t

For some reason, she was

the inspiration, you should confess your love to someone for real. As for the man you will confess to, I

Stella choked up.

might give her a convincing reason, but much to her surprise,

but when the words reached the

the matter of love confession, she had

and she had crushes on each other, they didn’t take the last step to confess, let alone when she was

her. He had never confessed his

to be quite far away from them

that one could do when he or she was just in love with someone wholeheartedly,

it would

reached a certain age, they would feel it hard to express their

love confession only worked

She denied it immediately.

should happen to all lovers who were in deep

“I’m going to draw my draft. Hurry up and go

Clarence was speechless.

he licked his thin

was immersed in her