Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

When Daniel was on the way to buy breakfast, he happened to bump into Clarence, who came back home with breakfast.

They met at the entrance, exchanging a glance with each other.

Daniel said calmly, “Morning, Mr. Conrad.”

Clarence replied, “You act pretty fast.”

Daniel raised his eyebrows and said proudly, “Compared to you, Mr. Conrad, I agree.”

Clarence snorted, not in the mood to retort.

Daniel looked at the food in his hands, resting a hand on his waist. “Mr. Conrad, you’ve bought too much food. Can you finish it all? Why don’t you share some with me?”

Clarence entered the passcode to unlock the door. “Go buy it yourself.”

With a loud bang, he smashed the door close.

Daniel was wordless.

Stella had already tidied up herself when Clarence walked into the living room. She was drinking a glass of water in the dining room.

She looked over at Clarence. “Who were you talking to at the door?”

“A beggar.”

Stella was confused.

Clarence paused a bit and completed his words. “It’s Daniel. He asked me to share the breakfast with him. I rejected him.”

Stella was amused.

His short conclusion did make sense.

Clarence put the food on the dining table. Stella said, “You’ve bought a lot. We can’t finish them all. I'll share some with Sherry.”

Clarence didn’t refuse again this time. He hummed to agree.

Stella felt quite amazed. While picking up the food, she asked, “Why didn’t you give it to Daniel earlier?”

“I bought them myself. Why would I let him take advantage of me? He must go by himself. I guess he’s arrived downstairs.”

Stella felt amused again.

the food, she knocked on the next

still sleeping probably. There was no response from the

she said, “Sherry, I brought you some

out of the bedroom barefoot. With a slightly blushed face, she stammered, “Stella, why... why are

answered, “I brought you

added, “Call Daniel back. I didn’t

tentatively, “How did you know he

at the entrance on the way

Sherry was wordless.

She said, “You should sleep

became spirited instantly. “No, thanks, Stella. I’m not sleepy at all. I

think she had done something

had been ratted out by the mess in the living

subject. She said, “I need to go now. Hurry up and eat the

nodded. “Sure. Thanks,

the breakfast shop

up the phone, he kept silent for a few seconds and said

unfriendly glance

and apologized again before turning

...

so she went to take a

photos that

upstairs as well. I’ve taken a

“For real?”

lit up. Her current photo studio was too small. She had longed for having a bigger one for

ahead and check

dreamed about having a studio in this kind of location. When I first started my career in photography, it was good enough for

thought the

we've worked hard to achieve

about? We're in this

kept the promise of getting rich

the French window of the second floor, they could see a

sunlight shone through the window,

was warm and

asked, “Let’s rent