Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

When they arrived in the suburbia, they chose a place next to a brook. Some of them started to set up tents, and some set up the grills.

Only Clarence and ‘Little Rabbit’ were sitting in the folding chairs aside. One was calm and easy, and the other one widened his eyes, looking around to enjoy the view.

Stella walked over and squatted down next to Clarence. She said crossly, “Mr. Conrad, are you here inspecting?”

Clarence looked at her and answered calmly, “If you could tell me earlier, I would take Nathan here.”

Stella was speechless.

What a shameless man!

Clarence added, “Besides, I am doing something.”

Stella was confused, “What have you done?”

Clarence turned to glance at the boy, who was stilling upright, “If I don’t take care of him, what if he ran away and got lost? How will you explain to his mother in that case?”

“Ho ho.”

Stella wasn’t in the mood to talk to him. She took out a cup of yogurt from her snack bag and gave it to ‘Little Rabbit’. Rubbing his head, she said, “Boy, just sit here and be a good boy. Don’t run around. Probably there would be a lot of bad eggs around here.”

Next to them, Clarence slightly snorted. He disdained how she tried to scare the boy.

‘Little Rabbit’ held the yogurt in his hands and nodded solemnly, “I won’t run around and neither will I make trouble to you.”

Stella smiled. She stood up and said, “Good boy. You can play with this... uncle here. I’ll call you over if the barbecue is ready.”

Clarence asked unhappily, “Why are you treating us so differently?”

Stella gritted her teeth, “Just shut up, Uncle!”

Clarence was speechless.

After Stella was gone, ‘Little Rabbit’ turned to look at Clarence, passing the yogurt in his hands to him. Clarence said indifferently, “It’s for you. I won’t drink it.”

please open it for

now. Why can’t

off

the boy

him at all, “Uncle, if you don’t open it

he finished speaking, his hands were empty. Clarence opened the lid and returned the

“Thank you, Uncle.”

‘Little Rabbit’ raised his head and drank

out alone. Aren’t your

the yogurt and corrected him, “I’m already ten years old. I’m not a brat. Uncle, when you were

rendered speechless

on with them while adding the carbon to the grills, “I didn’t expect that brat and Mr. Conrad could enjoy chatting so much. Have they

“You called him a

I was wrong. Please don’t mention my dark history.” Sherry felt so exhausted, “As soon as it

He’s quite cute and polite. Did

abs. I couldn’t imagine them, could I? I don’t want to fall in love anymore in my life. I’ve encountered all kinds of scumbags - scumbags who cheated on me, who kept a girlfriend pool, and this one as well... He’s so young but he didn’t behave himself at all. He learned to be a

After the design contest, you can go take a leave and travel. As

better give up. Anyway, I can always

other next to the brooks. She curled

heaving a sigh, “Exactly. If I were still their

After that, two couples found a flower field nearby, so

nap in the tent or sat

Clarence and whispered, “Mr. Conrad, do

his thin lips into a smile,

while, she said, “Sometimes, I feel too stressed at work. If I hang out

older

years older, I’m still older than them. In my

in his arms. He whispered, “I’m only a few years older than

Stella didn’t answer.

her earlobe gently,

She reached out to push him away, “Stop it! There are

checked, “I can’t