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.

kind of nonsense the

her with his black eyes. He

retorted, “Well...You sound as if you had never been confessed to before. Haven’t

her words, Stella

between two pupils but also as a

stood up and walked towards the office,

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

Stella was shocked.

How did he know?

are inspired, you wouldn’t be at the edge of losing

deeply,

It made sense.

annoyed

know what your

in confusion as if she was waiting for him

calmly, “As a designer, you haven’t truly understood the title of the contest yet. How could you have the inspiration? When you were designing

reason, she was kind of convinced

get the inspiration, you should confess your love to someone for real. As

Stella choked up.

thought that the wretched man might give her a convincing reason, but much to her surprise, that

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

confession, she

each other, they didn’t take the last step to confess, let alone when she was together with

He had never confessed his love to her seriously

love confession seemed to be quite far away

or she was just in love

it would be

certain age, they would feel it hard to

confession only worked at the beginning of

She denied it immediately.

the contrary, the love confession should happen to all lovers who were in deep

away, “I’m going to draw my draft. Hurry up

Clarence was speechless.

at his empty hands, he licked his thin lips

walked into her office, she was immersed in her