Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

“Why do you feel compelled to oppose Emmett?” After they were out of the room, Stella grumbled while frowning.

“Why didn’t you ask him why is he still cares about you?” Clarence responded by putting his hand in his pocket.

“It was... a long time ago.”

“Long time ago but why is he here today?”

Stella opened her mouth but was unable to respond quickly. “It's only a meal, and we're not alone,” she said softly as she understood why Emmett was here.

Clarence's lips lifted as he saw her respond. He leaned in towards her with his face tightened.

“What exactly do you want?” Stella inquired.

Clarence gazed at her lips with his head tilted slightly.

Stella took a glance around and said softly, "It's crowded here, can you wait until we get home?"

“Then send Emmett home.”

What a wretched man, Stella bit her lips.

She quickly kissed his cheek while no one was noticing and asked, "Satisfied?"

“Okay.” He stood up straight.

Stella sighed and noticed the waiter approaching them with the menu.

“Remember what you promised,” she pulled Clarence aside on the walk back to the room after placing the order.

“What did I say?”

“Do not oppose Emmett,” Stella clenched her teeth.

“Did I just say that?” Clarence teased.

Stella inhaled deeply and said, "Let me send you downstairs now. Nathan is not too far away, he could still turn back and fetch you home.”

Clarence returned quietly.

room had become more tranquil

tried her best to keep the mood lively as Daniel was the one that caused all this. She tried to make the

was

noticed Daniel beaming

hand,

accountable for

out a cough before refilling her empty

Emmett's phone rang. He took it out and had a look, “Sorry folks, important call from the office, I should leave

he departed, the peace returned.

by saying, "Ms. Radomil, congratulations on your singing the brand counter contract with the fashion

and said, "Thank

are quite informative,” Clarence said,

a trap set by Clarence, Daniel gazed

as he glanced at her. As she set down her drink, she

massaged her back and whispered, "Drink

Sherry's cough became worse.

but the other people's faces

simply wanted to hide under the table right now. There was no need to put on a show for them because they were all buddies. Did he become

on the table vibrated at this point, she looked at it and began gathering her stuff, saying, "I need to go too,

and frowned, recalling the man who

him a kick under the table urging him

hand, didn't move an

while pretending

from her grasp and

one who wanted to

"Mr. Conrad, Stella, goodbye." As she walked out, she

to say something but Clarence interrupted, "What are

for a few seconds before storming

Stella, “?”

while, "How... did you know?"

a pair of eyes could tell,” Clarence

perplexed, leaned over

"Nothing, let's

to see but