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.”

the convenience store downstairs. She hesitated

addicted to this fruit

wouldn’t come home for dinner, Stella ate some fruit and yogurt before continuing to work on the draft on the

finished the

with her legs crossed. Her chin was pressed on the pen. She tilted her

fruit plate on the tea table. “Did you have this

and muffled, “I was not

you have for

in a clay pot with Sherry.” As she spoke, she turned to look at him. “Have you had

in a low

She raised

one, so she generously passed

raised his eyebrows, lowered his head, and

he couldn’t speak

frowned slightly, his Adam’s apple kept bobbing, and blue veins

a low

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

Stella was wordless.

asked, “Is it too sour? But I feel it’s just all right. Sherry also said it was sour earlier.

was so sour that I thought you aimed to kill your

amused. She picked one for herself. “I don’t have many left.

tea table, raised his head, and gulped down to wash away the sourness. He asked, “Aren’t you

have a bit of work left. I’ll go to bed after

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

“I know.

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

lips had a faint sourness but

draft, she almost

recently. She guessed probably she had eaten

trance, she

hurried to brush

bathroom, Clarence

his eyebrows. “If I had known you couldn’t wait, I wouldn’t put my