Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Stella finally got rid of Clarence’s confinement with great effort and then walked to the kitchen, “What do you want to eat? I’m in a good mood today. Let me cook something for you.”

Clarence chuckled, “You are the one who wants to eat something. Yet you said you wanted to cook for me, huh?”

Stella ignored him, “Just tell me whether you want to eat it or nor.”

“Of course.” Clarence fixed his black eyes on her, “I’m not picky and I can eat everything.”

Stella was rendered speechless.

Did he believe in his own words?

Stella opened the refrigerator, yet only found few useful food materials. Luckily, last time, there were still several boxes of spaghetti that she bought last time for convenience.

She decided to cook this.

Stella put some water into the pot. She then noticed that her luggage case was still in the living room and said, “Clarence, do me a favor, please keep an eye on the pot and call me when the water is boiled.”

Clarence groaned an answer from afar.

Stella turned around and found that he was having a call.

She guessed it was something related to work and thought there wouldn’t be any problem for Clarence to keep an eye on the fire while talking into the phone.

Stella opened her luggage case, squatted down, took out the clothes and found they all had the smell of smoke. She then picked up the pile of clothes and put them into the washing machine.

She poured some laundry detergent, turned on the tap and then turned around and came back to the living room.

Clarence, who was standing in the kitchen, was wearing a white shirt and a black business suit. The top button of his shirt was unclasped. With one hand in his pocket, he took the phone with the other hand and talked into the phone in a bland tone while sparing glances to the pot of water on the gas stove from time to time.

Seeing that the water was boiling, he took out his hand from the pocket and turned the fire down to the minimum.

still talking with the person at the other end of the phone and their

insignificant action, he did it in

to realize

sight of him. It seemed like his cold aura was oozed from his cold body, preventing

he just appeared to be cold and sharp-toned, but he didn’t

like the king looking at his people on a high throne. Nevertheless, he got along well

always wore a cold expression, the neighbors still

he once told her that he grew

suddenly felt that Clarence wasn’t as cold-blooded as he was now in his childhood. According to Dolores’ description, he only had a sharp tone when he was young. However, after moving into the Conrads’ Mansion, a place full of conflicts and schemes, he had to

by bit, he grew into the

face, everyone’s life is

her thoughts, Clarence, who was originally talking into the phone in the kitchen, had finished the call. He walked towards her and their gazes met in the air. Clarence curled his lips into

grin. She laughed awkwardly and asked, “Mr.

Clarence was rendered speechless.

box of spaghetti on the marble counter and put the spaghetti into

her back, more and more smiles gathered in Clarence’s black

out with two plates of spaghetti. But she found Clarence was not in the living room and heard the sound of running

the table and

couldn’t this man eat something

living room, Stella felt a bit boring. She pondered for a while and then took out her

“Sherry, have you gone to

Charles, oh no, I should call him Lyndon now, that evil man’s true face is finally exposed. I have to say that the things happened tonight are so interesting! If I had expected this, I would go to the scene to

that

asked, “Where’s Daniel? Is

hearing this, “Nope. He won’t

“Oh, why?”

about me. Now that this matter has come to an end, it won’t matter for me to tell you now. Do you remember that Daniel pursue me before? Actually we two

truth.