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.”

know. Uncle, please open

old now. Why can’t you open the

tone, “Uncle, when you got off the car, you snatched the candies from Stella’s mouth.

He looked at the boy expressionlessly, and his eyes were

at all, “Uncle, if you don’t open

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

“Thank you, Uncle.”

head and drank

“Brat, you came out alone. Aren’t your

ten years old. I’m not a brat. Uncle, when you were young, didn’t you

was rendered speechless

to the grills, “I didn’t expect that brat and Mr.

eyebrows and smiled, “You called him a handsome

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

any misunderstanding? He’s quite cute and polite. Did you just

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 scumbag. I don’t think I have

on the shoulder with a smile for comfort, “No worries. After the design contest, you can go take a

always attract the scumbags. I’ve accepted

teasing each other next

I were still their age, how could I be heartbroken by the

two couples found

there either took a nap in the tent or sat next to the brook, lost in

to Clarence and whispered, “Mr. Conrad, do you

at her, curling up his thin lips into a smile, “With you beside me, how could

smiled. Looking at the sparkling stream for a long while, she said, “Sometimes, I feel too stressed at work. If I hang

older are you

few years older, I’m still older than them. In my heart, they are like Chan. They are my younger

and held her in his arms. He whispered, “I’m only a few years older than you. Why did

Stella didn’t answer.

her

reached out to push him away,

checked, “I