Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Staring at her, Donald lowered his head and smiled.

Although they made things clear, the air was awkward and silent.

For Daphne, Donald was once light in a dark world, and she had chased his footsteps to get to where she was now.

Because of the past communication, she would always choose to trust him unconditionally.

It was so subtle that she never thought about what precisely the emotion was.

Not long ago, Donald suddenly asked if she had a crush on him.

Was this a crush?

She couldn't say.

Daphne grabbed a pillow, put it in her arms to hide her nervousness, and tentatively said, "It's quite late. You have to work tomorrow. How about going back and rest?"

Donald coughed and looked up at her, "You're not doing the interview?"

Daphne remembered that there was an interview to be done. She looked back at the computer and hesitated, "No, it's so late today that it will disturb you."

Seeing her slightly red and bloodshot eyes, "I'm fine, but you should get some rest."

Realizing what he was referring to, Daphne subconsciously rubbed her eyes.

Donald got up, "You were scared last night. Have a good sleep today. My time is always reserved for you. Call me directly if you want an interview."

Daphne looked up at him, a little surprised. "Really?"

"Of course. Why would I lie to you?"

"Thank you."

Donald smiled, then raised the pen cap in front of her, "This is mine. I'll take it."

Daphne was slightly stunned and was about to say something when Donald continued, "Didn't I say that you can call me directly?"

for Daphne to react,

sat on the sofa and looked at his back, pausing for

...

places for the next two days, meeting people related to Steve's

that the injuries were

even advised Steve's wife, but she smiled and

went through the admission procedures and paid money, taking good care of

not seen her injuries, no one would have believed that he

at midnight every day, Daphne completely forgot

in front of her computer, sorting out

in the past two days, one could

have had a terrible time over the

the conversation she had last time downstairs in Steve's studio, it seemed that Donald knew that Steve was not a good person, so why on earth would he help defend him? Could he be

lost in thought, the overhead

up her phone to see if it

but it

window and looked out, finding the whole

old, the wiring was ageing, and

it and

just walked into the living

the two guards protecting her, as Stella

Daphne had also briefly

was about to twist the handle when she stopped in vigilance and answered, "It's alright. The

silent for a while before

you for your

voice continued, "It's too dark outside. Do you

grip on the door handle

had sent always followed her out of sight, never coming to

outage was accidental, according to the contact and understanding with them in the past two days, she felt that those two people would not come to her for

and immediately said, "Wait a minute. I'll

she turned around and tried to dial Stella's

was without

balcony and finally