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.

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

it was an insignificant action, he did it in

instant, Stella seemed to realize

an indifferent person in nature at the first sight of him. It seemed

for several days, people would find that he just appeared to be cold and sharp-toned, but he didn’t treat

living in Anqiao Street, Stella thought that Clarence was lofty like the king looking at his people on a high throne. Nevertheless,

cold expression, the neighbors

once told her that

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

into the horrifying CEO of the Conrad

of face, everyone’s

call. He walked towards her

and asked, “Mr. Conrad, come on, until now do you realize that

Clarence was rendered speechless.

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

and more smiles

plates of spaghetti. But she found Clarence was not in the living room and heard the sound of running water from

the plates on the table and poured two glasses of

man eat something

living room, Stella felt a bit boring. She pondered for

asked, “Sherry, have you gone to the

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

“Is not that interesting. It’s

paused and then asked, “Where’s Daniel? Is he with

hearing this, “Nope. He won’t

“Oh, why?”

haven’t told you one thing because I don’t want you to worry 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

the truth. She subconsciously knitted