Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

One month later, the temperature gradually dropped. It was the early winter in City N.

The fallen ginkgo leaves covered the whole street. With the wind and drizzling, it brought a chill.

The modeling of the new studio was ongoing. According to their original plan, they could move in by the end of this month.

Probably it was because of the temperature drop. Stella had been feeling dizzy and sickened in the past few days. She was pretty spiritless.

It didn’t feel so serious as having a cold. Hence, she didn’t want to take any medicine.

However, she had no appetite, feeling weakened.

Sherry was idle in one afternoon, so she went to Stella’s office, eating snacks while nestling on the sofa. “Stella, have you noticed this winter isn’t cold?” she asked while munching.

Stella lowered her head to draw the draft. “It seems so, but this isn’t the coldest period of time.”

Sherry said, “Right. The doctor’s medicine works. I’ve stopped taking it for a while, but I still feel spirited. My mother also said her legs didn't ache anymore... Gee... This plum is too sour.”

While she spoke, she spat a green plum with a frown.

Stella looked back at her and then look at the plums on her desk. “Is it sour? I think it’s just all right.”

Sherry immediately pressed some food into her mouth to get rid of the sourness. While shivering, she said, “My teeth ache because of it. It’s too sour.”

Stella put her pen and walked over. Then she took out a plum from the bag in front of Sherry and put it into her mouth.

She thought it was just OK, not sour at all.

Seeing that she looked so calm while having it, Sherry swallowed her saliva.

She took a piece of chocolate, but her teeth ached again because of the sweetness. Covering her cheek, she said, “There must be something wrong with my teeth. I need to see a dentist recently.”

Stella also pulled out a piece of chocolate and took a bite. After a few seconds of silence, she said, “It’s not your tooth problem. This chocolate is way too sweet.”

She couldn’t even swallow it. Being it over, she spat it into the trash can.

Sherry checked the chocolate brand and tossed it away. “I won’t buy this anymore. It’s getting sweeter and sweeter.”

convenience store downstairs.

seemed to be addicted to this

for dinner, Stella ate some

finished

in front of the sofa with her legs crossed. Her chin was pressed on the pen. She

over, sat on the sofa, and glanced through the fruit plate on the tea table. “Did you have this for

green plums and muffled, “I

did you have

she

answered in a low

opened another bag. She raised her head, only to find Clarence was looking at her

he also wanted to have one, so she generously passed the

raised his eyebrows, lowered his

he couldn’t

tell how his expression changed dramatically. He frowned slightly, his Adam’s apple kept bobbing,

asked in a low voice,

pressed his upper jaw in soreness. Looking at her sincerely, he asked friendly, “Have I done anything to offend

Stella was wordless.

I feel it’s just all right. Sherry also said it was sour earlier. I thought

“It was so sour that I thought

don’t have many left. Now I don’t need to share them with

up the water glass from the tea table, raised his head, and gulped down to

“Go ahead to take a shower. I still have a bit

her pick up another plum, Clarence said, “Don’t

answered, “I know. Go take a

pecked her on the lips, and stood up to go to

had a faint sourness

she almost finished

wonder she had no appetite recently. She guessed

a trance,

hurried to

bathroom, Clarence

had known you couldn’t wait, I wouldn’t put