Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Stella looked away to evade his gaze, “Er… what else can it mean?”

Clarence pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him, and said slowly, “Seems like you don’t have a clear understanding of me.”

When he prepared to kiss her, Stella pushed him away, “Get up. I have something to tell you.”

“What do you want to tell me? And why do I have to get up?”

Stella was rendered speechless.

She tweaked his waist and Clarence let out a stuffy moan.

Stella took the opportunity to get rid of his confinement. She turned over and got out of the bed.

Stella tried to find a pen and a paper in the room, yet failed.

Sitting on the edge of the back, Clarence leaned backwards with his hands on the bed to support his body and closely fixed his eyes on Stella, “What are you looking for?”

“Pen and paper. Do you have them?”

“Nope. You can call the reception and ask them to send some over.”

‘Oh, that’s true.’ Stella thought to herself.

Stella walked to the bedside table and dialled the reception.

Ten minutes later, a staff of the hotel sent them a pen and some paper.

Stella sat down on the sofa, calmed down herself and then quickly drew on the paper.

After a short while, Clarence sat down beside her, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and put his chin on her shoulder, “What are you drawing? Didn’t you say you have something to tell me?”

Stella replied, “It will be finished soon.”

When speaking, she patted the hands on her waist and said seriously, “Let go of me.”

Clarence could only withdraw his hands, leaned against the sofa behind him and watched her drawing the picture.

About twenty minutes later, the outline of a man’s face was shown on the white paper and Stella began to add details carefully.

Clarence landed his gaze on the paper and then narrowed his black eyes.

were not so serious and careful

Stella was rendered speechless.

a glance at the picture which was almost finished and put it in front of

hard for me to understand why you said he’s as

twitched as she was very

Clarence said, “Go on.”

but I think…” Stella continued after a while of silence, “You two look somehow alike from

telling me that he’s another illegitimate

Justin. Does it

his brows,

and continued, “I heard from you before that except for Ms. Anderson, you

you’ve thought too much of it. I haven’t seen them because they’re all

you say that you

never asked her about this. But I investigated

sound after a long while and then

had only seen Darnell several times and only at the moment she first saw him did she feel he looked like

should

picture on the tea table, his eyes turning gloomy, and slightly

job and actually,

work, he directly went to the living room

however, Stella

over on the bed several times, she got her phone

stabilized so far. We’re now working on a treatment plan. This can be regarded as a piece of

“Yes. Thank you.”

deal with

“Okay.”

who had been restless before, put her phone back on the bedside table,

everything was

She turned on her

photos

one photo, he was pulling a toy’s ear in

photo, he was

and studied them for a long time. Then she finally felt

asleep, Clarence put down the documents, stood up, walked to the balcony and dialled Dolores. But the busy tone reminded him that Dolores had

seriously cold. He then dialled Nathan, “Is

Mr. Conrad, did anything