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.

what kind of nonsense the wretched man

in front of her, and stared at her with his black eyes. He said slowly, “Have you received a

sound as if

finishing her words, Stella regretted

a quarrel between two pupils but also as a competition of

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 don’t have anything

said, “Why are you rushing? You don’t have any

Stella was shocked.

How did he know?

you wouldn’t be at the edge of losing

inhaled deeply, “I

It made sense.

annoyed because she lacked

know

if she was waiting

“As a designer, you haven’t truly understood the title of the contest yet. How could you

she was

“Hence if you want to get the inspiration, you should confess your love to someone for real. As for the man

Stella choked up.

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

to say something, but when the words reached the tip of her tongue,

confession, she

Horace and she had crushes on each other, they didn’t take the

flirted with her. He had never

seemed to be quite far

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

would

age, they

only worked at

She denied it immediately.

contrary, the love confession should happen to all lovers

inspired. She pulled Clarence’s hand away, “I’m going to draw my draft. Hurry up and go

Clarence was speechless.

he licked his thin

her office, she was immersed in her inspiration and thoughts, drawing the